My post yesterday was about facing fear and taking necessary actions, even though they may seem scary. I talked a lot about the fear of going to the dentist, something that affected me for several years. Despite the worst my imagination could conjure, I bit the bullet and got the dental care I needed. After…
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How I Learned to Feel the Fear . . . and Do It Anyway
For several years in my early adulthood I didn’t go to the dentist. I know, gross. You’re probably wondering, just how many years is “several?” Not gonna tell; it’s too embarrassing. But I was scared–of the needle, the drill, getting a lecture about neglect, being told in my early 30s I’d need dentures . ….
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