Over a year ago
I was run over by a car. Until this day the sound of speeding cars scare me. I still get nervous crossing the street. All this I try not to show it to anyone because I don't want them worrying. Until this day they don't understand how Traumatized I am and how it changed not only the task of crossing the street for me but other aspects of my life. Because they don't see my struggle they think nothing affects me. I don't want to sound like I'm complainig. I'm dying on the inside and I think to myself...maybe I shouldn't have survived.