What’s something simple that got destroyed for you because of cptsd?

I’ll start first, pictures. I realized as I got older that photos don’t really matter to me. Pictures always seemed like a way for people to reflect on their past and remember a time in their lives (for better or worse). For me it just reminded me of how much chaos was really happening at that time and really took away any sort of value (positive and negative). For that reason, i really don’t care much about them. Even when people show me pictures of their past, it’s hard to really connect with them to see any value.