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Walking in the shoes of another is crazy to even be a thought in one’s mind for they may not be the right size, the right width, or even the right comfort. For one it is easier to fall over, falling over into an obstacle and/or obstacles they have not yet been equipped for. But for the foe in which wears the form fitted size. May be tripping straight into the mindless dominions that lie caged away, locked in for all eternity. For one moment if their keeper isn’t careful it shall unleash a raft so wild and crazy. All surrounding them will be left in the fearful motives of terror, resulting them to be feared in the beastly dominion that has been in caged deep down in the shadowed realms. For the outside party in which seems to be normalized they have this magical ability to change into a terrifying beast so vile. The familiar foes jolting reaction is to become fearful of the intrusive known party, running safely towards whatever wasn’t, what they had been witnessing.
For one may feel normalized completely but the disruptive dominion has greater plans for the evening at hand. Stepping into a normal setting with some familiar and unfamiliar faces, dancing the night away by also fueling the cage dominion with many toxins in which is necessary for reincarnation. After all of the juices have been molded in one’s veins the beastly party becomes particularly friendly. Friendlier than normal for the liquids of toxins have saturated one’s walls to a complete entry, dismantling one’s highest towers to a welcoming gate. Leaving the individual feeling free and happy but also vulnerable at the same time, an abundant of feelings all in one.
Sooner before later the distressed individual feels a cold touch of a hand sneakily slips into their pants. A violent pull reactivating the start of the triggered individual into the demonic forces that started the intial reincarnation of the shadowed beast within. Before the explosives of one’s beastly disadvantages start to kick in one spills their glass of toxins all over the perpetrator in which caused uncomfortability initially. Not long after this particular individual starts to ponder upon the wandering thought to find safety, without one exerting too much energy on unattentive touching party. A startled reaction became upon this individual to flee and find safety, but for one didn’t and couldn’t feel safe for the toxic substances foresaw their knowledge. Familiar faces beginning to raise their tone screaming in. One’s face to bring the startled individual farther more beastly than needed. Unintendedly this foe starts seeing black, quickly filling the known faces with a unexpected abnormal fade of dark nothing. Soon becoming no known faces in sight, all but shadowless figures.
Suddenly a large glowing imagery of a known face starts to travel all over the shadowless figures. Making one feel tremendously attacked for one thought this is a nightmare they longed to wake from. No not a nightmare but a darkness infused with horrors that has fled the mind into reality. This time the dominion has blocked ones, willpower to get them out of the shadows. How one tried knocking their head against the floor, punching themselves, and even screaming; nothing working to get this dominion back in its cage. But because one was in the shadows for the outside looking in this would mean that this party caused themselves a tremendous amount of self-harm. For the other individual they had been locked in the same cage not knowing a sole while becoming very nasty and violent in the realities on this nightmare. It’s been sometime since this dominion has played, they’ve playfully destroyed ones image plenty of times prior. But this time it destroyed them internally as well as externally, one having absolutely no control for this dominion one speaks of is called PTSD.
Hardly being able to solely pinpoint the true resurrection of the beast but for they suffer severely from unheard of traumas. They are ambushed to no extent, non attentive reactions of the shadows that live lively from the realities of normality. Almost like a demon living internally swarming one’s body into the other. Clouding one’s judgment into working backwards, allowing them into one’s realm of possible futuristic probabilities to cause destruction. That this beast that lives inside parties with PTSD craves. Their visions are punctured causing their peripherals to be off this happens just before evolving into the shadows. one may see black and for the other one may see red this signaling the body of the transformation.
It’s conclusively stated that the breakdown of PTSD is post-traumatic stress disorder, this can be developed in children, young adults, and adults. PTSD can occur in individuals that have witnessed or experienced traumatic events. Such as a natural disaster, a serious accident, a terroristic act, war/combat, rape, or other violent personal assaults. It’s an estimation of 36% in adults, 5% and adolescences, and 3.7% in teens of the ages 13 to 14. Which this 3.7% increases to a 7% by the ages 17 to 18. Now for the average individual that may not be aware of symptoms of PTSD let one break it down; these symptoms are unwelcoming thoughts, avoiding reminders, negative thoughts and/or feelings, and arousal by cognitive reactions.
The one with PTSD for them to have intrusive thoughts would mean a repetitive stream of involuntary movements and memories filtering the ability to think straight. Distressing dreams of flashbacks of the traumatic situated events retaining to the day or night the PTSD was formed. Vividly in the eyes of the damaged individual and/or individuals involving the demolishing party. Avoidable reminders of the tragic events may include avoid people, places, activities, situations, and even objects. Objects meaning scents, tastes, or believe it or not sounds. Negative thoughts and feelings may conclusively mean the ongoing distorted belief in the one in which resides next to trauma. Alongside a falsified belief in others, as well as the reoccurring fear, horror, anger, guilt, or shame one feels within. Soon finding themselves detaching further from all that brought much enjoyment to their life. Living life under their own situated circumstances to willfully abide by the laws of society by also keeping themselves fully functioning.
One can do all the research they need or want but the knowledge of knowing one is better than any knowledgeable informed information any book can give. Regardless of what knowledge one may think they have, living Lively in the Productions of the society is extensively unnoticed by the missing eyes. Without the right known knowledge. Prim or prime individuals are soon to discover when “triggered” this takes that party. Back into the scenery with the perpetrator every which way they look. When dealing with a party or parties with PTSD they must be well aware of one’s history. For this being because it takes about 2 seconds to switch and about an hour to 3 hours to snap back into reality. Unless there is a party and/or parties that are present that know how to rapidly convince the switch into realizing they are safe. Using them as a safe blanket to lure the beast back into its cage
Many people day in and day out are unfortunately diagnosed with PTSD. It’s a long the lines of one diagnosis that cannot be defined. It could be critiqued, judged, and misunderstood. But only the one who has it can be the one to define it, listen closely to one’s fellow friends or loved ones that may suffer from which. Get to know them on a inner level try dipping into a far more personal aspect than prior. Don’t just act like one cares, show interest in the misfortunate cards one has been dealt. For one may learn a trick of two, on how to defeat, and defend one from the ferocious beast that lies within.
By: k.L

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