I struggle with PTSD and Major Depressive Disorder and it can really show sometimes in my day-to-day life. I have met other victims of abuse who can relate to certain triggers and who know what it's like to have flashbacks. It's easy to talk to them because of how much they relate and the advice and comfort they can give, but naturally, not everyone can relate on such a close level. I have lots of friends and family who don't seem to see or understand things that I think are glaringly obvious, such as me being jumpy at loud noises or unable to listen to certain music, or even me being highly uncomfortable when people come in a room I'm without knocking and letting me know that they're there. What's worse is that when I tell them about these things they react with an almost callous lack of understanding or compassion. I'm just getting tired of people ignoring triggers and saying or doing things that play havoc with my memories. Not to mention that when I disclose what I've been through to people I'm usually met with either an offensive amount of pity and panic or them acting awkward around me or treating my like I have some kind of deathly illness. They also can't seem to fathom why I can't get out of bed sometimes or why I have to leave when rooms get too crowded. All of this seems clear enough to me to understand, so where is the disconnect? Does anyone else struggle with this kind of thing?