Triggers are like demons
When the threat is there the trigger is created
Which creates my demon
But sometimes even when the threat is not directed at me it traps me
It traps me because the trigger was created and now presents itself
It wraps me in a cocoon of the past
To where I can't escape from it
Yelling day or night
Endless hours of yelling
Sometimes two hours straight
Triggers are a threat to me
They remind me of unpleasant times
The triggers create a fight or flight response immediately
Except I can't fight my trigger
I can't flee from it either
I am stuck like glue to construction paper
Doesn't matter
It's always there
Drag me to a room and that's it
The danger is immediate
Will it go away?
Or will I be stuck this way forever?


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