Its harder when its on me

After helping to tend to/dress wounds from amputated limbs, maggot infestation, eyes with discharge, patches of missing scalpes, HIV/STD sores, etc. I cant believe i got freaked out by a little hole in my own throat.

So much for the girl who will become a humanitarian. I am ashamed of myself. 😦

Or maybe its because i’ve spent too much time in luxury these days.

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