I lived in North Kensington when Grenfell Tower went up in flames. 3 years later I am finally diagnosed with PTSD since that fateful day. I can never forget the pain I saw and the horrid things that went on that day. The smell, the heat, the pain. It makes me jump every time I hear a siren. When I smell smoke I have to close my windows and hide away in my bathroom. I have got a go bag incase of a fire at my own place so that I will have at least a charger, a change of clothes and a copy of my insurance documents just incase. That fire affected those who lived in the block and many others who helped out on that day. Honestly I can never forget that day. I am going through therapy now, and it is very hard. I just hope that I do not jump every time I see sirens.