PTSD. Triggers everywhere. Hiding, hidden, lost. I disappear. Then reappear sometime later.

The next few days I am pretty booked up. I want to hide in my shell, and cancel, cancel, cancel everything. Instead I am going to engage with life. Tonight I am going to my niece's year 6 choir concert. It will be great to support her, but being around children is very triggering for me right now. Still, it will give me rare time alone with my sister. I have to leave in half an hour. I am so not ready.