My best friend died suddenly in a very severe car accident when we were close to graduating high school. I was supposed to be in the car with her, but decided to catch the bus instead as she was running late. I don’t know if it was because it was this occurred during such a transitional time in my life, but I swear my brain broke that day. I was hardly functioning for a year or two after and despite it now being over a decade since it happened, I still have intrusive thoughts when I’m in a car and have full blown panic attacks if I can’t get ahold of a loved one; my brain goes straight to “they’re dead on the side of the road!” It gets so bad sometimes that I’ll run to my car and retrace what I think might have been their route so I can make sure they haven’t crashed. I’ve always wondered if maybe I have PTSD.