I did something scary...

So there is no food post today! 

I went to the dentist- for the first time in 21 years!!!! (I'm 27!) 

It was so freaking scary for me. The last time I went was when I was 6 and I had a huge panic attack that time. This time it took me YEARS to call. I would call some place and they would be weird or rude or pretty much anything so I would hang up and not go. About a month (more?) ago I decided I was really for reals going. It took me that long to call. Every day I would say I was doing it and I would panic. I'd freak. I'd CRY. I would wait all day and be terrified to even dial - then I did it one day. And...  got an answering machine. It was a Friday. So I made myself call on the next Monday. I was seen about a week later. The hardest part of all was just calling. That whole Monday was awful. I ate so many doughnuts. I cried a lot. 

My appointment? Easy-sauce. I laughed at times even. And when it came to my next appointment I opted out of anything that would alleviate anxiety because all I had to do was take that FIRST STEP. I feel better than I have in years because I just got something started. (And I only have a few baby cavities and some gum stuff... I was sure I was going to be told I was going to die because everything was abscessed and rotting away. Or at least 20 root canals. Not even close.)

I'm sorry it's not a food or craft post. But you know what? I would have loved to have read this when I was scared and sitting online. I'm feeling so proud of myself. Knowing there is unknown is worse than actually having the knowledge.