I used to be the biggest TURKEY when it came to the dentist.
Oh the anxiety attacks. They were awful. I have a beautiful smile and teeth so one day I said "Jen stop being such a CHILD and take care of your teeth"
Well I still didn't go and one day I was walking by a dentist office and the sign outside said "We cater to cowards- specializing in patients with anxiety"
I was like "That's the dentist for me"
I went in, made an appointment. Then 3 days later I was in the chair and told the dentist "I hope you can handle me cause I have bad anxiety"
She was like "Oh please, freak out. pass out or pee your pants. I can handle it all"
As soon as she knew I was a spaz case, I had NO anxiety.
I still get anxiety when I go, but who cares, my teeth are more important that this stupid anxiety.
The fear of losing my teeth is greater than my fear of freaking out in front of strangers
The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong in the broken places