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A flashback (for me) means being lifted off my feet and "slammed" back into the past. I have no idea "I've left" and I see, hear, and smell things just as they were when the original event/s were happening. It is only when I am "slammed" back into the here and now, do I realize what just happened. Sometimes it's stuff I remember and sometimes it's new info. It's done and over with in seconds.
I never reexperience the entire event. I get snapshots of it. If I could string them all together I'd have a complete picture.
An intrusive thought (for me) is when I can't get a traumatic memory/s out of my head and I replay it like it's a movie.
Kinda like when you hear a song and it gets stuck there all day and you find yourself "singing" it over and over.
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