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January 6, 2020 at 1:51am
January 6, 2020 at 1:51am
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I DON'T LIKE THIS BLOG
I don't like this blog
SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO

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30 Day Blogging Challenge PROMPT for January 6, 2020

Write about something that makes you squeamish. What is icky, gross, or just plain “yuck!” Is there anything that makes other people shiver with disgust that doesn’t bother you?


I used to have no fear. I think most young boys feel that way. With me, it was a noticeable trait because of my size. I was always the smallest kid in class in every grade in school. But, when it came to sports or any type of physical competition, or disputes. Oh yes, there will be disputes. I had no problem going up against the biggest kids amongst my peers, mainly because I had three older brothers who I lived, fought, and played hard with at home.

We played this game at home, some people might call it rough-housing, we didn't have a name for it, and it only had one rule... The game ends when someone gets hurt. Our mom actually invented that rule because she would yell from the kitchen, "You have to keep going until someone gets hurt." We would laugh, then keep going until someone got hurt. This is also why sarcasm is not the best way to assert parental control.

So from my perspective when it came to my peers... even the biggest kid was smaller than my smallest older brother, and there was usually only one of them.
Point being I never had deep concerns about being hurt or have any fear of engaging in a physical competition of sorts.

I've also always had a passion for speed. Whatever it was I wanted it to go faster.

combine those two points alone and it's easy to imagine that I wasn't a stranger to suffering the odd injury along the way.

So it's funny that... Now, I can't stand to see any form of physical contact that would result in an injury, any form of violence, car wrecks, etc.

I have a hard time watching blooper type videos. When I see a child bang his or her head or a skateboard stunt, not land well I cringe. Those videos aren't funny to me.

I can't stand going fast now. I opened the throttle up on our snowmobile last winter on a groomed trail on a wide-open lake and I had to shut it down because I was going so fast I scared myself.

As far as disgusting is concerned ... everything is disgusting. I have become very good at hiding how disgusted I am with pretty much everything all the time.

I was squeamish as a youngster but hid it well. As I matured and aged I became more sensitive I guess. Bottom line... You people disgust me, but I don't let on.

One of my life-long friends knows this about me, and of course, tortures me relentlessly. He says and does disgusting things. He sends me disgusting photos, truly offensive stuff, not even legal, if he sent that shit to a stranger they would put his ass in jail. He calls me on the phone and tells me disgusting things, details, it's just too much. If I don't take his call, he leaves disgusting messages.

Yep.


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