One that always sends a chill up my spine was 32 years ago. I was only 4, and being a "big helper" for some construction guys at our house. They were pouring a concrete patio, and first putting down the rebar wire. It comes on a big roll, and is basically like wire fencing with big squares.
It was my "job" to hold the roll in place while they cut a piece off. On the last cut, the roll snapped up, recoiling itself around the roll, and striking me. 2 of the pieces came at me looking like this |__| (like glasses) and my face luckily went in between the 2 cut tines, stabbing me in the sideburns on both sides of my head.
If my head had been an inch either direction it easily could have gouged out an eye. At 36 I can still feel the scars in my hairline, and it almost makes me feel sick to replay the whole thing in my head, now knowing what could have happened.
When I was about 2 years old I was watching my mother do the housework.She was ironing and I put my right hand on the ironing board to try and see more of what she was doing.She didn't see my hand there and ironed my fingers.All four fingers (not the thumb)were burned from my top joint to the bottom one.I vaguely remember being in hospital,and was told later that I almost required a skin graft,as it was so bad.But luckily there was a cream that was used as an antiseptic which helped heal my burns and a graft wasn't necessary.This would have been about 1968/69.I guess this is why I hate ironing now.I still have the scars to prove it.
Cuze general : when I was about 13-14 i was biking in the woods with my friends and I came face to face with a tree ... OUCH!!!
and sexually : I was receiving a handjob once (from one of my ex) and i dont know what she did oulled the wrong way and riped a part of penis... everything is ok now but that was painful and fuckin scrary
physically or emotionally so either works most go with physical because re-living emotional trauma causes people to find a deeper reason of understanding and allow them to see their life in a diffrent lite wich they dont want to do becase it is ther memorys of their childhood sometimes or they ar to emotional to be fergoten or told.
I have several, but those are for me. :)
One that always sends a chill up my spine was 32 years ago. I was only 4, and being a "big helper" for some construction guys at our house. They were pouring a concrete patio, and first putting down the rebar wire. It comes on a big roll, and is basically like wire fencing with big squares.
It was my "job" to hold the roll in place while they cut a piece off. On the last cut, the roll snapped up, recoiling itself around the roll, and striking me. 2 of the pieces came at me looking like this |__| (like glasses) and my face luckily went in between the 2 cut tines, stabbing me in the sideburns on both sides of my head.
If my head had been an inch either direction it easily could have gouged out an eye. At 36 I can still feel the scars in my hairline, and it almost makes me feel sick to replay the whole thing in my head, now knowing what could have happened.
When I was about 2 years old I was watching my mother do the housework.She was ironing and I put my right hand on the ironing board to try and see more of what she was doing.She didn't see my hand there and ironed my fingers.All four fingers (not the thumb)were burned from my top joint to the bottom one.I vaguely remember being in hospital,and was told later that I almost required a skin graft,as it was so bad.But luckily there was a cream that was used as an antiseptic which helped heal my burns and a graft wasn't necessary.This would have been about 1968/69.I guess this is why I hate ironing now.I still have the scars to prove it.
Brookej, did you mean sexually or general ...
Cuze general : when I was about 13-14 i was biking in the woods with my friends and I came face to face with a tree ... OUCH!!!
and sexually : I was receiving a handjob once (from one of my ex) and i dont know what she did oulled the wrong way and riped a part of penis... everything is ok now but that was painful and fuckin scrary
physically or emotionally so either works most go with physical because re-living emotional trauma causes people to find a deeper reason of understanding and allow them to see their life in a diffrent lite wich they dont want to do becase it is ther memorys of their childhood sometimes or they ar to emotional to be fergoten or told.
no I did not major in english I majored in psychology and law over at Harvard.