Post traumatic stress disorder; PTSD.
Those words scare me; lethality.
Being diagnosed with that disorder brings new anxiety.
It brings terror; unease.
Panic; timidity.
I breath heavily,
I disregard of bravery.
A simple yell leads to tears,
Bringing out other fears.
PTSD brings me to my new reality.
(Authors note: Recently I was diagnosed with PTSD. My trigger is embarrassing to say the least. If someone yells, I panic and break down in tears. I hate it.. It scares me. I have so much going on and my mental state is not doing too well.)
