In the beginning of the acute phase of PTSD there is confusion, fear, uncertainty, and anxiety. There is a curtain between oneself and the world.

The lens one looks through, once sharp, becomes blurry. People, objects, places, city streets, shops, even one’s own neighborhood, all become a blur.

The world becomes smaller, unfamiliar, and detached from reality. One’s own person is no longer trusted as triggered panic can attack anywhere, anytime. And a grocery basket is abandoned on a blurry aisle, in a blurry grocery, in a blurry time span.