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ununoriginalwent for a acquaintance's surprise bdae party last nite and left early so i could catch the last bus home. bdae boy's wife, who's my fren, offered to drive me home but with wanting to get back earlier to zzz and not keen for her to be my chauffeur on her hubby's big nite, i continued with my plan. i din't think anything would happen - i'd did the trip b4, at the same time, and i'd always gotten back safely.
i got attacked by a couple of teenagers as i was going thru the gate into my housing village. and even as the guy's hands were dead pressed over my face, it still felt like some kind of movie. the idea that this was reality, this was really happening, seemed so remote. i try to struggle, but it's at times like this when how strong a man is really really hits u - if he doesn't want to let u go, there is nothing u can do.
lucky for me, they were stupid enuff to jus grab my shopping bag, which was actually jus a party pack from the party, and then panicked and ran off when someone else started approaching the gate. on the flip side, i lost my room key AGAIN. the housing manager is going to noe me so well by now.
the experience brought back how egocentric i can be sometimes - it feels like heaps of other ppl are too paranoid, but maybe they jus have a healthy sense of danger whereas i've been walking around believing that nothing dangerous would ever happen to me. of course, now i definitely noe better.
i thot i may have PTSD symptoms but after checking the definition in my textbook it seems i dun exactly fit the category. i have neither: a) guilt feelings, nor b) avoidance issues. tho i did have dreams where my frens and i had to keep killing monsters, werewolves and other assorted creatures of the nite that kept popping up in a most tiresome way. then again, that could also be due to my current BtVS fest at the moment.
i got attacked by a couple of teenagers as i was going thru the gate into my housing village. and even as the guy's hands were dead pressed over my face, it still felt like some kind of movie. the idea that this was reality, this was really happening, seemed so remote. i try to struggle, but it's at times like this when how strong a man is really really hits u - if he doesn't want to let u go, there is nothing u can do.
lucky for me, they were stupid enuff to jus grab my shopping bag, which was actually jus a party pack from the party, and then panicked and ran off when someone else started approaching the gate. on the flip side, i lost my room key AGAIN. the housing manager is going to noe me so well by now.
the experience brought back how egocentric i can be sometimes - it feels like heaps of other ppl are too paranoid, but maybe they jus have a healthy sense of danger whereas i've been walking around believing that nothing dangerous would ever happen to me. of course, now i definitely noe better.
i thot i may have PTSD symptoms but after checking the definition in my textbook it seems i dun exactly fit the category. i have neither: a) guilt feelings, nor b) avoidance issues. tho i did have dreams where my frens and i had to keep killing monsters, werewolves and other assorted creatures of the nite that kept popping up in a most tiresome way. then again, that could also be due to my current BtVS fest at the moment.
