What Has Been Your Weirdest Trigger?

[Lav]

My surname

 

[haunted4ever]

The pressure of socks on my ankles, and whispering in my ear. I was held by the ankles, and then he told me "You feel gooood." in my ear when he was done.

 

[Powder]

Stairs, having to use them, but only coming downstairs, or having to pause mid way. Descending and pausing both cause major vertigo; I am sure I will fall. For some reason, I can climb stairs and if I keep going, it feels great! (Yes, this seems crazy to me. I have one memory of seeing my dad dragging my mother's dissociated body by her long, red hair on the stairs. I was sure she was dead or soon would be. She didn't die, but her eyes looked dead. This was a very scary moment my sister and I will never forget. I say he was dragging her down to the basement. I just got why I can't look "down" stairs! We were looking down on this domestic violent scene from the top of the stairs. I finally got it!)

Someone approaching my bed from the left side will get me every time. I won't recognize my family for a minute. I always feel I'm being attacked by a man for an awful second or two. (I think this has everything to do with my childhood bed and the abuse.)

Any loud noise, sudden, expected, or otherwise. I will get dizzy, start shaking, short of breath, and feel nausea every time. I guess this is a panic attack. (I don't know why this happens.)

 

[Anna]

People talking about their experiences that maybe similar to mine. It brings back the memories. Recently I have been getting triggered a lot.

 

[petal_picking_poet]

Airport Security is the strangest and among the worst for me. Knowing that all of those people will probably yell at you if you do something wrong and can touch you however they want... UGH. And then I always look like a nervous wreck going through so they assume I have something to hide and super check me, which makes it worse.

 

[Deleted member 12723]

Being in a group of people. Hearing the telephone ring.

 

[freakofnurture]

My surname

2nd.

Though I don't find it weird, considering that my f*mily did this to me.

My weirdest trigger are bubblegum dispensers, the rectangular ones because there was one close to where my f*mily lives and it's connected to the concept of 'childhood'. I get emotional flashbacks and feel like I'm back then and there in that town.

Oh, also, the news of someone being pregnant. I get so creeped out, it's not funny anymore. Cold shudders down my spine, disgust and fear. Because a baby coming, to me, means a baby being about to be abused and destroyed like I was.

 

[Trinomial]

I don't know if they're weird, but the triggers so far are mirrors, hospitals, and activity in the parking lot at night (I hear that a lot, living in an apartment).

Mirrors, only if I catch myself at a weird angle in dim light. I used to have nightmares and sleep walk when I was little. Every now and then I see myself as that sleepwalking kid, just looking in the mirror. Its very creepy.

Hospitals. I don't like to spend any length of time inside a hospital. Lots of bad feelings from cold clinical places.

Hearing cars park and people talk when I'm in bed reminds of me of the fights my mom and her boyfriends would get into. Yelling. Hitting. Crying. She'd be depressed for days or weeks. She'd disappear, and I'd be home alone most of the time.

 

[Kimpersonal]

Banana bread. I have a love/hate relationship with banana bread.

Mundane conversation about the weather and so forth will stir up feelings of utter rage in me. Likely because so many of these superficial niceties were going on when I was inwardly screaming in physical/sexual/emotional/mental pain that nobody was allowed to know. Keeping the secrets intact kept me safe in a strange way ... but how many secrets can a little kid be expected to keep without going a bit mad? I find myself dissociating when surrounded by too much superficial chatter.

I get queasy in bowling alleys, shopping malls, all sorts of places when I least expect to trigger.

All major holidays. I don't mind ground-hog day but the rest of them piss me off because I cannot enter into the expected festive mood ... oh I can fake it for a short while for the sake of others ... but it is at the expense of my integrity because I am acting and not being true to my inward monologue saying, "get me the f*ck outta here!"

My birthday is a HUGE day of triggering. I avoid everyone and everything on that day. When others claim to enjoy their birthday or even worse-- claim it as their favorite day I can't help but look at them like THEY are more ill than I am! lol.

Worms. As a kid ... I was thrown in the yard a lot if I wasn't isolated in my room or being tormented. I played with worms in the dirt and lost myself in daydreams and fantasies of a better life. Now when I see a worm I think, "what life"? There is more to this worm thing ... but I'll spare the details.

Camping. Tents. Rain. Shudders*

 

[AshedPotatoes]

I don't know if I'll explain this very well. But, since living with my controlling uncle, I have discovered that I cannot stand other people asking/telling me to do something. Even though it seems like it shouldn't matter, it triggers pretty strongly. It's nothing to do with what he's asking, just the way he approaches it I suppose. It's not "rebellion" - I don't mind doing most of the stuff. I don't know if that made sense to anyone. Sorry if it didn't. And, that's the main weird one I can think of right now..

 

[Sheer Force of Will]

I think I am taking the cake on this one. Cinnamon Scope mouthwash.

 

[Sheer Force of Will]

Thanks Jen!