Mexican Accident,Getting back on the horse

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Here’s the thing, I had an accident in Mexico a few weeks ago, I had no choice other than the ride the bike back to base 2500 miles to (Colorado) to get my flight back to England.

The finer details are in my blog.
But this is the problem. I've been riding for 30 years, from chops to sport bikes to overlanders, I have a few spills but nothing as scary and near fatal as the last one.

Now every time I throw my swollen leg over the saddle the accident replays in my head because I don’t know why it happened.

The Facts.
Loaded KLR650, ridden nearly 15,000 miles so quite familiar with this one and the last one I rode even further.
MEFO tyres, worn but not worn out, 8000 miles.
MEFO tubes both never punctured 18,000 miles on them and slime filled.
Pressure reading taken 3 days and only 200 miles before accident, found to be perfect, 21psi
Perfect air temperature
Dry conditions
Smooth road
50mph, really taking it easy
Front tyre blows. Instantly flat, can’t steer it, can’t lean it.
I’ll spare you the details, they are in the blog.
In Search of Greener Grass: Oh, it's a hard road (especially when you hit it)

When it we had both stopped (on different parts of the road) the tyre was off the rim, twisted round it in fact, the valve was ripped from the tube (cause of blowout or product for it?)

So like I say I had to ride it back but now, now it’s not a necessity to ride it, it scares the poo out of me. That is because I still don’t understand the cause of the accident. I throttle down for ever oncoming car now. I will sell the bike, that’s a given. As soon as I replace the broken parts. I've fallen off and we’ve fallen out.

Any ideas? Because I'm not ready to hang up my helmet but equally if I can’t enjoy the ride again its seems a pointless to persevere. But my life is bikes; I don’t want a void to fill. I want a KTM 990 Adventure next.

And no one gets it. I've lost dear friends. But I'm still here and how do I deal with that near death experience. To quote Pink Floyd, 'I’m not frightened of dying' but I really am quite opposed to pain unless it’s a tattoo needle I don’t want to feel it.

Why did that happen? Will it happen again? And how do I stop replaying the experience of rolling down the road in front of an oncoming car? Any ideas?