OK. Getting a little silly with the title... but I can only take myself so seriously for so long. Still, this is a continuation of the last two posts.
We All Have Our Reasons
My Reason
Part of the shame and humiliation of 12-year-old memories is the way they force my to view myself and the way my identity is constructed. I felt weak and powerless and ugly and worthless.
Showing posts with label misunderstandings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label misunderstandings. Show all posts
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
We All Have Our Reasons
I spent a good portion of my day at the endodontist. The first hour or so was awful. I was so nervous that I forgot to bring the X-rays and referral information from my regular dentist. They were very kind and assured me it was fine. I was trying not to act nervous, mind you. But I was shaky. Distracted.
I hate anything dentistry related. And no, it's not because I'm just a big hysterical wimp. At least, I don't see it that way. It's not so bad with my regular dentist. It's the new ones that freak me out.
What they don't get and I don't know how to explain is that I am not worried about the pain.
I hate anything dentistry related. And no, it's not because I'm just a big hysterical wimp. At least, I don't see it that way. It's not so bad with my regular dentist. It's the new ones that freak me out.
What they don't get and I don't know how to explain is that I am not worried about the pain.
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