Going to the dentist. Someone in my mouth like that bothers me to no end for some reason. The last time I had a toothache I yanked it out myself at home with a pair of pliers.
Unfortunately, I'm actually going to the dentist in about 4 hours from now because of two impacted wisdom teeth. I should have done this a long time ago but I guess I'm a sucker for punishment.
Still not looking forward to it, but I'll be happy when it's over.
Oh man, I'm getting nervous just thinking about it. I've got a similar situation at work, 2 jobs, too much work, not enough staff, and people asking for me to fix a million things. I hate reply to things from a few weeks ago and telling them I haven't had time to get to it yet.
Oh man, I'm getting nervous just thinking about it. I've got a similar situation at work, 2 jobs, too much work, not enough staff, and people asking for me to fix a million things. I hate reply to things from a few weeks ago and telling them I haven't had time to get to it yet.
I'm fully remote and somewhat undertrained on one of the two jobs I have to do at the same time. I'm also paid purely on my billable work. Excuses aside, I failed to make it a priority in my daily rush to do 'enough'.
I’m so afraid of losing my job and having no money that I can’t bring myself to spend any money.
With AI this concern has greatly accelerated, so now I’ve taken a Faustian bargain with a very high paying job that makes me hate life so that I can be free in a few years.
There's no reason I should fear these now, but I was hit by a car back when I was in college (nearly 20 years ago now), and I had no health insurance and couldn't pay any bills. I was already barely affording to eat.
So, almost every single call I got was related to a bill that I knew I couldn't pay. The trauma of that has stayed with me to this day and I will often leave voicemails which are perfectly innocuous unlistened to for days, weeks, eternity....
For a long time I had a fear of plumbing. It mostly stemmed from growing up in a house severely falling apart, and I had incompetent guardians, so I felt stressd that if invisible pipes in the wall broke, it would cause cataclysmic water damage, and sane adults in other households always sort of nodded knowingly that water damage was Very Bad, so clearly if something broke in our house it would be on me to fix it, but I was only 8 and didn't know what to do and my guardians were mentally ill and useless to go to for help because they'd start screaming about the 90s equivalent of maga shit. Like, I never knew what topic might set my mom off, it could be the most innocent thing.
So yeah. Thr shower making funny whines when you run it? Scares the crap out of me because I don't know how to fix it and everything you would touch to fix is behind drywall and Water Damage is Bad according to saner adults outside my family circle.
Being trapped in a social situation where the group has implicitly agreed to sit down and watch broadcast TV and talk about all the commercials like they were relevant topics to us.
There's no reason I should fear these now, but I was hit by a car back when I was in college (nearly 20 years ago now), and I had no health insurance and couldn't pay any bills. I was already barely affording to eat.
So, almost every single call I got was related to a bill that I knew I couldn't pay. And they were relentless. The trauma of that has stayed with me to this day and I will often leave voicemails which are perfectly innocuous unlistened to for days, weeks, eternity....