Remember this time I rode the underground in London and the train was so crowded and the 'creep' was pushed up against my body and his p was getting big and I was just feeling like getting the 'heck' outta there but no where to go....very panicky. I hate that! I wrote an incoherent six page letter to my brother trying to tell him about it. I couldn't find the words...this was so many years ago but it reminded me by what you said. Obviously I had, at the time, other undealt with issues, not saying you do but for sure I did.

Hope this helps you feel you are not alone.