Trauma and the concept of self acceptance
Yesterday my bf and I were at the site of an accident where a taxi hit a girl on a very busy road in the middle of the Sydney CBD. It happened to be a day when my bf was free in the morning to walk me to work, and we had been delayed in getting to our ultimate destination because we ended up *just* missing all of the traffic lights! What happened was this - we didn't witness the accident, but we heard the awful "crash" from behind us. It was one of those noises that your brain immediately associates with "this is not good". In the moment both of us spun around instantly, saw the body on the road and ran to her. The initial thoughts running through our minds were "omg omg omg" and adrenaline was kicking in - the typical fight or flight (or perhaps even known as the frozen) response. In that moment both of us froze. For my bf his mind was running at a million miles per hour figuring out what next to do whereas my initial utterance was "is she ok...