Fourteen years ago, I formed my most vivid holiday memory to date. July 4, 2001 is a day I will not be forgetting. Dirk, the true genius of DIY plumbing, made our family an arsenal of firework-powered weapons. Most notably, he made a series of steel pipe “guns” which shot bottle rockets. As you can imagine,
Last week, my doctor told me I won’t be seeing her anymore. This was expected, because she is a pediatric doctor, and she was a temporary replacement for my last doctor who just up and quit. It went well, I guess, with one caveat. She suggested I alter my drug routine. I SHOULD NEVER FUCK
So, I’ve talked about flashbacks before. But, I didn’t go into all the details there. Today, I’m going talk about the different kinds of flashbacks, and give you some examples. One of these is really personal. I often assume people know that my work can be triggering. But today I HAVE to say it: TRIGGER WARNING!
While at my old doctor’s office a while back, I was asked to describe my flashbacks. It’s hard for me to talk about, and her judgmental attitude just made it harder. The thing is, I don’t have Hollywood’s idea of flashbacks. My flashbacks aren’t guts-n-glory. I don’t have flashbacks of dragging a friend from the
