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Holy shit, this thread makes me cringe.
When I was a kid, I wore braces. I was chicken fighting in the pool, and got clonked in the mouth. The bottom wire was knocked lose, and went through my lip in two places...that part actually wasn't too bad. My dad pulling the wire back into place (and out of my lip) was agony.
About four years ago, I got an IUD. Apparently, it hurts less if you've had children, but I haven't, and when the doc clamped my cervix, I very nearly blacked out. I almost wish I had-- pretty sure my screaming scared everyone in the waiting room.
Those are the physical ones. They pale in comparison to how I felt when my brother died.
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"...for though she was ordinary, she possessed health, wit, courage, charm, and cheerfulness. But because she was not beautiful, no one ever seemed to notice these other qualities, which is so often the way of the world."
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
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