Triggered. Edinburgh.

I guess there must be people who reckon that trigger warnings are silly. That that is babying folk. That we are more robust, or should learn to take the knocks. I wonder, I question how much I use the words trigger, triggering, trigger warning. How it really is a concern of mine. Am I only worrying about being triggered because it has been introduced to me as something I can worry about? Is this another thing I can use to make myself more interesting, to feed my attention-seeking nature?

I know at least one person who thinks that people with depression are always going on about their depression and that that is tediously boring and focus-pulling. I know more than one person who doesn’t believe in depression. I know many who don’t believe that I have depression, that “everybody” gets anxious.

Tbc

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