A Tale of Me Liking Scary
Storytime! When I was little, I actually didn't like scary stuff. Like, at all. There was a certain henchman character in a certain Barbie film which will remain unnamed for the sake of my dignity (people who know me, if you comment and say what it is, so help me I'll delete it) that terrified me half out of my mind. I refused to watch said movie because the henchmen were too scary. And if you've ever seen literally any Barbie movie, you know that they aren't really. . . that scary? Like, at all? I used to read these bunny Dracula books when I was little (just a little real-life foreshadowing of the vampire I would become), and those were scarier than the henchmen in that Barbie movie. So, since I hated being scared of everything and being mocked for being scared of those henchmen, I numbed myself. I just sort of. . . turned the scared off. I became more and more numbed to the scary stuff, and now I can handle more scary than almost anyone in my fa...