When people ask, "Hey, do you work out?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"You've got some amazing guns, how did you're biceps, get so developed?"
"...oh, that. I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and I take a ton of meds every day, several times a day. I must have gotten MASSIVE because I lift my pills."
...or...
"Hey, you look fabulous. Are you training for a marathon?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"Dude. You're cut. How much cardio do you get done everyday?"
"Oh. That. I spend a lot of time running..."
"What are you running for?"
"I am running away."
"From what."
"I don't know...and you wouldn't understand."
...or...
If you feel more at home inside of a mental health unit, instead of the outside world, and you feel safer with the patients within, than the good people on the outside, because the people inside aren't hiding behind the mask, like the folk outside. The folk outside, with their plastic masks, they are the abusers no one sees who abuse the people, who eventually arrive inside of the mental health unit.
If you can relate to this, you may have PTSD