Go to the Dentist, End up in Therapy.
Sep 5, 2018 · 4 min read
Go to the Dentist, End up in Therapy.
So, I have a major dental phobia. By the time I am getting into the dentist chair, my heart is beating so wildly you’d think I was walking down a dark alley, with not just clowns, but monsters, primary school teachers, and Mr Red from the house a few doors from my childhood home (that guy was creepy)
Anyway, the only thing a dentist is allowed to do is use the mirror and look at my teeth. Any other work needed, they have to sedate me. My phobia was so severe, I actually asked my last dentist to just…

