The most traumatizing moment in your life

[Sir_Puffybottom]

I was walking with 2 of my friends down to shell station to get whatever the hell we wanted.
About 5 min into the walk one of my friends noticed something in the bush. We all looked and found some creepy bastard having his way with a dead dear. I am not joking, the look in this guys eyes told me he was going to stab me. and he almost did, with the bone of the same god damn animal. After that I ran and would try to forget most over a twix. It still haunts my mind when I see a dead deer.

 

[Metric Monkey]

When I was about 10 years old, I decided to have a friendly race with one of my pals. Being a conceited little tool, I was on foot and he on bicycle. We raced from the far end of the block to my house, I had a 5 second head-start. Surprisingly enough, I was winning, until I tripped just a house and a half away from the finish line. He then proceeded to run over me, as I laid on the ground. Keep in mind, he was at least a full house's distance from me, and had to go out of his way to run me over.

That's when I stopped trusting friends.

I don't trust people in the first place. But something similar happened to me. We were racing, I was on foot and 'friend' (No idea why I was this jackass' friend) was on his bike. I was winning, but he grabbed my shirt and accelerated. I was then dragged on the ground for about 50ft. So I got really pissed off and tried to beat the crap out of him, despite my cuts and bruises. He left on the bike and I haven't talked to the guy since then. Considering I was eight years old, yeah. That's some scary stuff.

 

[Kinguendo]

"You have brain cancer". Oh yeah, that was great.
I'm better now, btw.

If you were wondering how many things a person can think between lines its 2, for your 2 lines it was:
"WHAT?!"
and
"Woah, that sucks"
and then after reading the last sentence
"Phew"

You dropped a bomb, luckily you cleaned up the emotional damage fairly quickly... you could have left that last line out for ages and left people wondering about it, if you were cruel that is.

EDIT: Its almost 7AM and this comment barely makes sense, so I am going to bed... good night/morning all. I shall be back in about 4 hours.

 

[walkingdead127]

I got arrested when I was 15.

 

[Andaxay]

Hmm, I haven't had a truly traumatizing, life-changing event, but came close when I had a car accident last November. It wasn't severe or life-threatening, no-one got hurt, not even a scratch. It was the events that followed. The guy in the other car was a nasty piece of work. I was alone, female and 19 years old, and he took full advantage of those facts. During the insurance claim, he phoned my mobile, phoned my house, threatened me one day while my dad was at work, claimed I was lying to the insurance about whose fault it was, even managed to get hold of a false witness from god-knows-where.

We had to get the police involved when he phoned up four days after my birthday and claimed he was coming around to the house while me and my younger sister were there alone. He ended up winning the claim, too, something which really angers me 'cause my insurance didn't fully investigate the witness (my renewal date was coming up so they hurried things along). He won everything. One good thing came of it - he hasn't contacted me since. This law where you have to give the person in the other car your address is absolutely ridiculous - the insurance company has that detail and that should be enough, 'cause the people involved aren't even supposed to contact each other in the first place.

 

[Gamer137]

Meeting my stepmom. She is the only person I really and truly dislike. Plus, I think she is the only person who has disliked me for reasons that I can't control or actually motivated. About seven months ago I declared that I would never see her face again. Less stress, less digestive problems, less depressed, and my acne is virtually gone. My interactions with my dad is limited, but I am satified with phone calls and IMing.

 

[GrimTuesday]

not anything major but me and my brothers, we were all around five or six, were playing with a baby monitor and you know how sometimes you intersept peoples phone calls, well we intersepted someones phone sex call havent touched a baby monitor since

 

[twistedshadows]

Possibly when my dad failed to tell me he got remarried. My grandma called to ask me how I felt about the change three months after the fact, not realizing I didn't know. I was only 12 at the time and was crushed that he didn't tell me, let alone invite me. That was low, even for him.

The first time a family member was diagnosed with cancer was fairly brutal. I've become dead inside when it comes to people I love dying because it's happened so frequently. Watching my grandfather deteriorate without knowing the cause (pancreatic cancer) was heartbreaking.

Oh, and when I was little, my mom's ex-boyfriend tried to break into our house while yelling obscenities and threats because we wouldn't let him in. I was afraid he was going to kill us both and we had to call the police.

There's other stuff I won't go into. None of it exactly traumatized me, but each experience had some sort of effect in shaping who I am.

 

[Asymptote Angel]

My dad almost beat my mom. Their marriage went from happy to over in a matter of minutes. Somehow they got through it though. Everything is hunky-dory now. Yippee skip.

 

[Motti]

I crashed my bike once, ended up hurting myself really badly. At first I thought I was okay, but now I notice that I'm more and more reluctant to ride the thing, specifically on the same route that I crashed on. It's weird.

 

[Sindaine]

I guess the closest I've ever come to 'traumatized' was when I started choking at lunch in seventh grade. I remembered my mother had related a story to mee a few weeks prior about how she had nearly choked on something, and pounded on the wall until she got her sister's attention and was saved. I tried the same, and only got weird looks from kids that walked past. That seemed traumatic at the time, because, 'HELLO, I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE WHY ARE YOU WALKING AWAY?!?' It wasn't until I was turning blue and on the verge of passing out that someone finally figured out all was not well and summoned help.

Needless to say I eat very carefully nowadays.

 

[The_Chief]

uhh having to walk my dad half way home the day after christmas then getting picked up by the police because he had an argument with the management of a store. then he cried for a good hour.it was really friggin weird cuz i've never seen him cry and this was a few days after he forced my mom out of the house. he just kinda broke down infront of me.

 

[VeX1le]

How come in the other thread you said it was 1/8" plywood?

I was exagerating the thinness in the other thread. It was just how well we could hear the couple. Either they were using megaphones or the walls were thin enough to punch through.

I have no way of knowing just how thin the wall was, but if I had to guess it was probably a quarter to a half inch.

Oh I see, but that's nothing. I walked in on my parents going at it. Beat that!

I'll try. My parents don't acknowledge my existence because my red eyes got them banned from their church. I'm their f**king daughter for crist's sake.

Wait, you have red eyes?? Pics or it didn't happen?

Also, any parent who cares more about their religion than their daughter doesn't deserve for their daughter to care about them.

she made a whole thread about it a couple of months ago. well not really a bunch of us just thought her parents were being dicks

 

[Azraellod]

the constant bullying i went through during the first 4 years of secondary school. it was just relentless, and most of the adults eventually gave up on me saying i was autistic. i had to get tested to prove them wrong, but i really think that they ignored the results of that for a year and a half. their solution to my eventual panic attacks was to take me off school for 3 days.

i hated that place so much. my parents made a few attempts to find solutions, but from their perspective, it made things far worse. their approach resulted in my self-traumatisation by teaching me having murder fantasies about the bullies somehow made things ok. im sure that they really regret that.

my dad gets an additional mention because of his shouting. it is incredibly loud, and i now shout even louder then him when i lose my temper (although that hasn't happened for a while). it's deafening, and the only reason i can stand it is the hearing of my right ear is deteriorating.

 

[Animated Rope]

Watching obscure films. Ones that are based on ye olde trolls n' witches mythology. There was some undressed lady that transformed people into rocks and critters and said "bingo".

I couldn't sleep for a long time that night, and also had my very first experience with sleeping paralysis. I'm not sure if it changed me in any way, but it was very unpleasant.

 

[philosophicalbastard]

Now I understand why some people are escapists.

I guess the closest I've ever come to 'traumatized' was when I started choking at lunch in seventh grade. I remembered my mother had related a story to mee a few weeks prior about how she had nearly choked on something, and pounded on the wall until she got her sister's attention and was saved. I tried the same, and only got weird looks from kids that walked past. That seemed traumatic at the time, because, 'HELLO, I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE WHY ARE YOU WALKING AWAY?!?' It wasn't until I was turning blue and on the verge of passing out that someone finally figured out all was not well and summoned help.

Needless to say I eat very carefully nowadays.

How does it feel to choke, because its never happened to me?

 

[PrinceMarth]

I was raiding Karazhan in world of warcraft with my best friend who had just finished getting over his cancer two months ago. He told me he had cancer again and there was nothing the doctors could do about it and he would die in 6 months. Needless to say I died that pull.