As you might have guessed my trip to the dentist didn’t kill me…  It wasn’t even as bad as I had thought, it was a bit bad though. I was drenched in sweat afterwards, weird how that can mess with my mind, but now it is done. I have to go a couple of more times in may, but then thats it and my toothache should be over! But it stills scares the shit out of me…

I think all of you know what I’m talking about, that cold fear that will keep you awake at night. Or at least give you the kind of nightmares that will wake you up with a short, but intense, scream. The thoughts about being violated over and over again. The dreaded sounds of things that hurt and children crying…

I have postponed this for almost twelve years, but now it is time. I’m going to the dentist! Not because I want to, but because I have to. Toothache! Actually it has been bugging me for about a year, but i’ve been to scared to go.

Now I’m going, but not freely! With friends like that, who needs enemies 😉