discontentSomething was suggested earlier that absolutely terrified me, to the point of tears.
Seconds later, after thinking about it, I was fine.
I don't understand how I got from one to the other, though. I don't understand it at all.
I think what eventually made me okay again was the absolute knowledge that I wouldn't be hurt - but that what frightened me in the first place was not fear of being hurt, as I'd thought, but fear of being laughed at.
I don't think that one's ever going to go away.
Certainly not in this case.
Sigh.
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