Ok so actually it takes nothing external to trigger me. I trigger myself. My mind is flooded with memories, disturbing memories, vivid in their realism. It’s like being there. Oh it was awful being there.
I find I need to talk, but mainly I’m too shaken to talk, like my voice would be cracking. After a while I have to stop to prevent overload.
Repeat until you believe it: Your own pain can’t kill you.