A long time ago maybe when I was in first grade. I blurted out something I shouldn’t have. I was with my parents and older brother to buy him a bicycle. It was bought privately from a person who repaired bicycles. Intended as a question I blurted out “So where do you find all this stuff, junkyard?” I was scorned by my mother, embarrassed, humiliated, and ashamed of myself. Every-time after that I found myself in the area I re-experienced/ was reminded of what happened. I would also withdraw and self isolate afterwards and be alone, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. Too ashamed and embarrassed to be around people.