Trauma Terrorists

They're everywhere

As an ancillary part of Victim Exclusivity Entitlement, which I wrote about here, I see something developing in my cognizance that I am going to term “Trauma Terrorism.”

Right now, #AndyNgo is writing multiple pieces daily on Trans Terrorism, and I see this as part of a larger mental construct - Trauma Terrorism.

When people have trauma, and they are unwilling or unable to process through to healing, they instead embody this trauma, it becomes their identity, and they perpetrate trauma everywhere they go. You’ve seen these toxic motherfuckers before, I’m sure.

It’s all about them, their trauma and now they feel entitled to dump trauma and toxicity on every interaction they have, and oh, by the way, it’s never their fault… Y’unnerstand…

The Karens are Trauma Terrorists.

The Trans people are Trauma Terrorists.

The people who always talk about what they’ve been through, and relate it to them being entitled to have YOU do more for them than they do for you, they are Trauma Terrorists.

I was in the post office recently, and an elderly woman came in, and she reminded me of my mom, who was probably a Trauma Terrorist…

She needed to skip in line because she claimed she couldn’t wait for a long time. Being a disability advocate, I knew that she could have called the post office, and had someone help her with this, but instead, this became everyone in line’s problem as she insisted that she couldn’t stand long.

This may seem out of character for a disability advocate to be writing, but wait, there’s more.

Then, she mentioned that she needed a pen to write the address on the envelope, and she left her pen in the car - (where she could have used it to write the address down beore coming in). Again, this became the problem of someone in line, as she asked the only person in the post office that was wearing a mask (germophobe, perhaps?) if she could borrow a pen, and then she asked this same person to write the address on the envelope for her, because she was using a walker. To me, this was like asking someone to borrow their underwear. If someone is social distancing and wearing a mask, asking them to exchange items with you for any reason seems extremely intrusive.

EVERYTHING this woman was experiencing became someone else’s problem to fix.

Then she asked the guy in the front of the line if he could give it to the postal clerk because she couldn’t wait. I was fuming, and yet, didn’t get involved… Actually, she asked me if I had a pen, and I lied…

So she skipped 6 spots in line, asked the likely germophobe for a pen (the cringe was thick, I felt more empathy for the woman surrendering the pen than I did for the Trauma Terrorist) and finally got the guy in the front of the line to do her postal business for her.

All of this could have been avoided with just some simple planning. And, even though I’m a disability advocate, I know that it’s not the people in line with the duty to accommodate her, even though general kindness and respect is a good thing, if someone isn’t a pushy individual - she was…

Bottom line, she demanded much, and gave nothing. No respect, no humility, no thanks.

Remember, interpersonal relationship boils down to two words - MUTUAL REWARD.

So when someone wears their trauma like a Glock 19, dumping rounds everywhere they go, these people are Trauma Terrorists.

It’s projection to the nth degree, and it’s everywhere nowadays, with these snowflake motherfuckers.

Processing through feelings is good. Projecting one’s feelings on another in a toxic manner is - Trauma Terrorism.

Fuck Trauma Terrorists.

There. I feel better.

Go make yourself happy for a minute or a month.

P.D., Jay Vincent Shore, as Certified ADA Advocate.