I so totally relate to all the above. That PTSD is a real witch with a B; for several years after an almost-fire in our mobile-home, I couldn't sleep at night at all, when my husband and son were sleeping; I had to be the "fire guard". I had BARELY begun to have some little peace of mind when 9/11 happened, and I left my computer and just sat in a comfy chair eating blueberry muffins and reading Regency romances for weeks -- it was the only thing I *could* do... then peri-menopause set in, giving me hormonal mayhem on top of all of that, and I came very close to taking my own life -- Effexor is a real pill to get off, but thank god it existed; it saved my life. All that crap going on brought all my unfocused anxieties to the fore, and I got to the point where I was *afraid* to go anywhere, to drive or ride in a car, to even be inside a store -- I was so afraid I would throw up, which to me is literally a fate worse than death, that I'd bring on nausea and panic attacks just from thinking about it. Anytime my husband wold hit the brakes unexpectedly, I'd shriek and dive for the floorboard, and just huddle there sobbing until he pulled over and dragged me out. I was a 100% mess. Thank god for Effexor. Thank god for Effexor.
If anyone's life is anything like that... enjoy your vape to your heart's content, and don't let anyone's naysaying or ignorant bellyaching get under your skin. Take your pleasure where you can find it --
vaping will not hurt you. Ignorance might.
Andria