Well, there you have it.
Warning: Cliche alert.
When I was little, I bruised a lot. I scraped up my knees more than anything else and my mom bandaged my wounds and when they healed, she would rip the band-aid off so I barely felt anything. And when I bandaged up my own wounds I would peel back the band-aid slowly and feel the most pain, although I felt there was less.
Things do hurt more when you drag them out.
But I've never been able to just rip the band-aid off. Not with myself. Especially not with other people.
-K
When I was little, I bruised a lot. I scraped up my knees more than anything else and my mom bandaged my wounds and when they healed, she would rip the band-aid off so I barely felt anything. And when I bandaged up my own wounds I would peel back the band-aid slowly and feel the most pain, although I felt there was less.
Things do hurt more when you drag them out.
But I've never been able to just rip the band-aid off. Not with myself. Especially not with other people.
-K