Holy fucking smokes, YIKES. OK, that's heroic origin story level.
I can believe that buried responses to very early trauma works just like that, but if it were happening to me I would probably also have a moment of "that sort of thing only happens in books" initial hesitation. It's different when you're learning something previously unknown about your own experiences.
Not to be a me-too terrifying dog story, but there was a moment when I was six and chased by two He's A Nice Dog, Just Being Friendly big mean dogs, and my mother stood between me and them and clubbed the leading dog on the head with a pocketbook full of quarters. Amazing what parents can do when they are pressed.
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I can believe that buried responses to very early trauma works just like that, but if it were happening to me I would probably also have a moment of "that sort of thing only happens in books" initial hesitation. It's different when you're learning something previously unknown about your own experiences.
Not to be a me-too terrifying dog story, but there was a moment when I was six and chased by two He's A Nice Dog, Just Being Friendly big mean dogs, and my mother stood between me and them and clubbed the leading dog on the head with a pocketbook full of quarters. Amazing what parents can do when they are pressed.