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It is as though some old part of yourself wakes up in you, terrified, useless in the life you have, its skills and habits destructive but intact, and what is left of the present you, the person you have become, wilts and shrivels in sadness or despair: the person you have become is only a thin shell over this other, more electric and endangered self. The strongest, the least digested parts of your experience can rise up and put you back where you were when they occurred; all the rest of you stands back and weeps.
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flashbacks
post-traumatic-stress-disorder
posttraumatic-stress-disorder
ptsd
terror
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Peter Straub |
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"She fought the urge to scream, feeling desperately like she needed to run, that she needed to go as far away from Manhattan as possible and never even give it so much as a backwards glance, but she was frozen to the spot like a wind-up toy that had finally given out. "This city is falling apart!" she shouted in cheerful trauma, her voice shaky and muddled by anxious, messy laughter as it resounded in her head. In a coping sort of euphoria she skipped lithely through the dust and debris as though it were falling snow on a winter day."
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nervous-breakdown
new-york
new-york-city
posttraumatic-stress-disorder
september-11-attacks
trauma
twin-towers
world-trade-center
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Rebecca McNutt |
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A scar had been beaten into his mind which would only heal by experience.
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depression
faith
posttraumatic-stress-disorder
spiritual-warfare
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Ian Fleming |