PTSD

9th grade

in ninth grade i had a boyfriend lets call him connor, well connor was easy to anger violent and yelled a lot i know not my best choice for a boyfriend let alone a friend. it was only 6 weeks into the school year and i wanted to go to the homecoming dance that weekend i had a dress, shoes  everything so i asked him to go with me. at this point i did not realize what a dingbat my boyfriend was. when he arrived at my house to pick me up he was obviously annoyed already but i didn't care i was going to my first dance so off we went at the school the music was loud and there were so many people i was despite my anxiety happy and having fun.  connor went outside to chill because he hates lots of people also. i went outside to check on him and he was crying  he was at the moment snapping    at everyone and scaring them so because i was planning on breaking up with him anyway soon and there were lots of people incase he pulled something and police at the dance so i  felt safe breaking up with him...... he started yelling at me and charging at me crying begging me not to leave him he backed me into a corner and continued yelling in my face begging me not to leave him tears running down his face...........no one    no one helped me not my bff not the police officer not the teachers not connor's step father not the senior boys  no one so i was trapped in a corner against the school building with a man yelling in my face and for the first time in my life i was legitimately scared for my life i was thinking how i could use my heels to hurt him so he would go away i was begging others for help i was thinking of escape routes finally he left me alone one of my guy friends came over and walked me into the dance           that is my story of how my ptsd occurred