a small trigger that gets you reminiscing about the terrble things you did in the past. the guilt and the fear? and you go in an all out panic because youre' so afraid that your apst will come back to haunt you?
i did just that, listening to an old song that reminded me of that time I was invloved in an "accidental death an improper disposal of a body" charge. I wasn't involved other than knowing the guy who did it and being there when it happened. I witnessed the whole thing, the "accidental discharge of a firearm" and the inevitable disposal, which i don't want to describe, it was painful to watch and it was messy. it went to trial and all that so it's a closed case, but still.
I realized something though. I don't think i've ever been quite the same.