post traumatic

My daily life is forever impacted But most days are good, it’s not that bad But little things happen A bump here or a soft punch there And people say I’m just being dramatic Well I’m sorry to upset you but it’s post traumatic But don’t feel bad, hardly anyone gets it Unless you’ve lived it, why would you understand it? I guess I’m glad that you can’t quite grasp it Because that would mean something bad had happened To you, a few specific words are just that For me, unfortunately, it’s a panic attack I’m not complaining or whining or saying my life’s worse That’s not true and not fair, you can’t change what happened It just means that my life looks different than yours It doesn’t mean my pain is bigger I just have different hurts and different triggers