Nothing to fear but…
It’s been said that the fear involved in anticipation of a thing tends to be far, far worse than the thing itself. And I’m realizing lately that I have to agree.
I’ve long been petrified of going to the dentist. I had a regular dentist appointment about a month ago, which scared the hell out of me–I hadn’t been in I-don’t-even-know-how-long. It wasn’t even an appointment for a cleaning or anything–just a consultation. But I was still terrified. However, the dentist was a perfectly nice guy and absolutely nothing scary happened during the visit. My fear was completely unjustified.
This morning, I had to go visit a periodontist–I’ve had some gum problems for awhile (mostly being that they’re seriously receding), and my dentist wants me to get that taken care of before doing the stuff he needs to do. I was even more scared of going to see this guy. Now we’ve moved to a specialized dentist, which requires a specialized kind of fear.
But, again, it was nowhere near as bad as I’d anticipated. Neither was my prognosis. Nor was the amount of money I’m going to have to shell out.
All of which means I’ve spent years being afraid of something that, it turns out, I had no reason to fear. And all of which makes me wonder…what else have I been scared to do when I really shouldn’t have been?
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