You know that it's logical, that it's safe, that doctors have seen thousands of people, that it's just a toothbrush or a filling... But your body seems to forget everything rational. Your heart beats faster, your palms sweat, and your mind tries to convince itself: "Maybe I'll just be patient, he'll wait?"

And then you realize: fears don't grow up with us. 😬 They hide, disguise themselves as rationality, but as soon as the lamp and the smell of antiseptic appear, everything comes back. And you laughably understand that adulthood is not the absence of fear, but the ability to negotiate with it.

Sometimes it seems that this fear is a small test: how vulnerable can you be, but still move forward. ✨ And at that moment, when the chair is already behind you, and your teeth are clean and healthy, there remains a strange feeling of victory... over yourself. 💫

Iria