Tw: I’ll prob just be in a dog cage for a while. ( a friends oder brother used to babysit me and her and instead of being responsible he would just put us into the dog cage or a dark closet and push a bed against it) messed me up mentally for years. Now if I can’t get out of a room or place I get panic attacks.
Trypophobia, and falling
School
Arson/Burning buildings.
Some asshole started lighting fires in our neighborhood a day after my grandfather was burried (unrelated, just bad timing). He set my families barn on fire, our neighbors garage and his wood storage. Apparently our alcoholic, chainsmoking tenant/neighbor without a stable income had debts at a brothel and the owner figured he could intimidate him and us into letting him use the second appartment in his house as payment for the debt. Didn’t work out for him.
The brothel owner got murdered a few months before I managed to piece everything together. No idea where exactly but heard it was in a city about a hundret km away. Heard it was a robbery though I wouldn’t be surprised if gangs were involved.
I have diagnosed PTSD today.
The time my stupid kid brain thought i could teach my gma’s new puppy how to use his pee pad after leading by example…. haunts me everyday