自从那件不幸的事件发生后,我经常望着天空发呆,不知自己在想什么,也不愿被人谈起。尽管如此,我仍然做噩梦、出冷汗。我为此感到羞耻,觉得是我害了他。如果那天我不和他吵架,悲剧也许不会发生。那件事总是跳进我的脑海,我重复体验着战栗、心痛、恐惧和无助,这让我非常痛苦,觉得自己失去了控制。爱的创伤,让我的信任感和安全感已经完全丧失了,周围的世界变得完全不可预测。我不再相信男人,感觉他们都是危险的。创伤好像把我内心的某种东西关闭了,失去了感受的能力,就像一块冰冷的石头。我无法与其他人建立亲密关系,变得有些玩世不恭和愤世嫉俗。 Since that unfortunate incident, I often looked at the sky in a daze, I do not know what I was thinking, do not want to be talked about. Still, I still have nightmares and sweats. I am ashamed of this, I think I hurt him. If I do not quarrel with him that day, the tragedy may not happen. That thing always jumped into my mind, and I repeatedly experienced trembling, heartache, fear and helplessness, which made me feel very painful and felt I had lost control. The trauma of love has completely lost my trust and sense of security, and the world around me becomes completely unpredictable. I no longer believe in men, I feel they are all dangerous. The trauma seems to shut something down in my heart, losing the ability to feel like a cold stone. I can not establish intimacy with others and become cynical and cynical.