Last night at work, a co-worker snuck up behind me. She is an older server and isn't really supposed to go to the back anyway. I screamed in a panic and then had a mini flashback. Tears started welling in my eyes and I tried to read tickets and put food on the plates. Luckily, I am in an understanding environment. I had to go out and smoke the rest of my joint, and that helped. I was still on high alert the whole night, which is exhausting. I thought I was done with the flashbacks but I guess they'll always be there.