Odontophobia

In which I am afraid of my own TEETH and the people who want to repair them.

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  1. Yesterday, I scheduled a visit to the dentist. Then I became afraid of my own teeth and the likelihood that said teeth would drop out of my mouth one by one. It would feel like a mouthful of Chicklets, I think. CHICKLETS. My paranoia began to tire my family, because they are sick of my many neuroses.
  2. But I could not let it go. So Twitter Storytime happened.
  3. And then, the next morning, I looked at Twitter, and the tooth conversation had continued without me.
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