I walked out into traffic when my friend got crazy drunk and v*d after leaving a bar where his going away party took place. It's amazing to think back that, at that very moment, I would have rather gotten hit by a car than be anywhere near what was happening. Can our brains really to that to us???

Sort of a funny one to think about afterwards: when I was younger, probably 10 or so, I was woken up by the sound of my brother v*ing (which is the worst for me because you can't even prepare yourself for that). While my parents were tending to my sick brother, I scurried off into the garage with my pillow and I slept in my mom's car. Apparently neither of my parents saw me because they went completely nuts trying to figure out where I went! Again, sort of funny to think about years later, but to this day, waking up to the sound of someone sick is the worst.