At all. Period. Stop. Just don’t.
It’s none of your business. Many of us suffer from varyng degrees of diagnosed and undiagnosed PTSD. You don’t ask us about the worst stuff we’ve seen like you don’t ask soldiers how many people they killed when they come home from war. If we choose to talk about it we’ll talk to other people in EMS, fire, police, or loved ones. We choose to talk to them about these things because they’ve been in the same boat. They know how we’re feeling. When we talk to them we know they aren’t getting some sick sense of enjoyment from the story. I’m not going to talk to you about stuff that I have nightmares about because you think it’s cool.
We joke. We have a horribly black sense of humor and it’s like that because of the horrors we deal with routinely. We have to laugh otherwise we’d fall apart.
So stop it.