The Microtrauma of the Unsolicited Touch

When strange men touch me in conversation, even if benign, it triggers PTSD.

Nicole Bedford
Jan 7 · 6 min read
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My PTSD Triggers

For the most part, I don’t like being physically touched. Unless I give an unequivocal invitation into my personal space I prefer people to keep a healthy distance outside of my private square.


Keep Your Hands to Yourself

I’ve been staying with friends since I’ve arrived before moving in with family while I apartment hunt. New Years Day we went to a gathering at my friend’s family.


Growing up in a Rape Culture

Part of the reason I was dreading coming home is the fact that this country is very much steeped in rape culture. It is at the marrow of every level of our society and it sickens and triggers me.

Mindfulness Helped Keep Me Centered

Through the course of the evening, I measured my alcohol intake to remain sharp. To mitigate the intense anxiety and panic I was feeling I used an undetected mindful technique.



Candour

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Nicole Bedford

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Candour

Candour

Stories that celebrate the openness about the joys, victories, milestones, and pitfalls of life.

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