Flashbacks.
He Opened With: “I’m Going to Kill You.” I woke up to a stranger in my house saying that to me. Could ‘splain why little things are affecting me right now. I don’t know what they actually called it, but what I call The Home Invasion happened this week last year, and I had a unexpected flashback.
I met a dear friend out at Parasol’s for a drink. As I parked, I realized I had parked in the same spot that we parked in when me and Champ went there the night it happened. After the cops came and dusted the house and interviewed me about it all, I needed a drink and we went to Parasol’s and I tried to decompress. I hadn’t had that wave of feelings since it happened.
So, warning peeps: if something really small happens, and I flip the fuck out, it could very well be because I’ve kept it together since this shit all went down. PTSD and all that.
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