Alright, so you remember that post from a little while back?

This one to be EXACT

Well if it isn't a blatantly obvious statement that "Accidents happen".

There's a certain point where you go, yes, accidents happen, yes they can change your life so on so forth.

So a *friend* of mine tells me after my little...actually sorry let me correct this.

I had a head on collision and was lucky to be alive. 
To this friend - it was absolutely NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT NOTHING HAPPENED LALALALA.

So THEY have the audacity to turn around and text me out of the fucking blue and go "OH SOMEONE HIT ME FROM BEHIND AT SUCH AND SUCH AND NOW MY NECK HURTS AND SHOULDER HURTS AND ARGH"......"But the car is perfectly fine".

My response -

So yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

Wait...hang on. Another text you say?

"THE DOCTORS SAY I HAVE PTSD FROM THE INCIDENT THAT OCCURED 3 DAYS AGO!"

 I seriously almost died. It made me laugh so much. I was thinking - 

                        ARE YOU CRAZY, ARE YOU OUTTA YOUR MIND!?

See, serious time now.

Soldiers that go into war torn countries who see their friends blown to pieces by hidden bombs, go through all the stress, anxiety, frustration, everything and they come back to society and they develop PTSD over time and feel depressed, some get help and try to overcome it and some get defeated by it and commit suicide. Which is definitely sad. Other examples for developing PTSD (Which, in case you were wondering it's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), are Sexual Abuse, Domestic Violence, any traumatic event which causes you to lose your clarity and awareness and go into a dark and deep depression.

After me having a head on collision with another vehicle, it is a traumatic experience for sure. But did I develop PTSD over that? Certainly not. I think back and go, all these soldiers who fought for our countries that come back with PTSD - they are not seeking attention, or sympathy, they are genuinely shattered by what they seen, what they heard and what they were put into.

You do NOT develop PTSD after a car barely hits you from behind.

Now - less serious.

I jumped straight in my car, went down to the address and had a look at the car. And literally the smallest crack in the bumper. Literally, hairline, like nothing had happened. That's when I pretty much lost it. It's all a lie for attention and trying to one up me on what happened to me.

Guess what? It's not going to happen.

Also, funny thing is, this *friend* is STILL driving. If you have PTSD after having an accident wouldn't you be so terrified of having to get back behind the wheel? 

I think I just hit the nail on the head here folks. My friend*** is a liar, and unfortunately, I am not taking any of their shit. My thoughts are with those who truly suffer with PTSD and have to live each day with this disorder. Not those who seek attention by claiming they have something that a clear Google search can justify within minutes.

This is how I imagine the accident to be like -

Enough said.