I have a high
pain tolerance.
Tonight the
cat decided that my hand was a scratching post.
Okay, it wasn’t
Boo’s fault. It was Ecco’s fault. See, my puppy decided that Boo needed and
wanted puppy kisses. Cats do not need or want puppy kisses. The resulting chaos ended in my hand having
three deep scratches. And then with my hand dripping blood everywhere, I
had to lure the cat out from under the couch.
I can take a
lot of pain. I tore my own knee cap off for god’s sake. I’ve broken bones and
sliced off pieces of myself without really getting too upset. The only thing
that really bothers me are needles. Because that shit is creepy.
Challenge to
my Readers:
Pain is relative.
Bite your lip and grin through it, because every time you think you’ve been in
more pain than ever before, life throws more your way. Toughen up.
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