I know, I hate that I associate the sun with such fear. Every time it shines on my back I am reminded of what happened. I guess that’s just how tragic it was for my younger self.
I’ve tried to be still and just wait for insects to move from off of me but it’s so hard. I always think the longer they stay the closer I am to getting stung. 😕
Well let’s just say I don’t act out as much when I see one lol. I do still blurt out things but I’m a little more calm about it now. My husband used to come out with me when I saw something big and scary. Now he refuses in the name of “you said you wanted to get over your fears, I’m doing this for you.” 🙄😅
Even though I’m not too fond of him leaving me on my own when the scary buzzy things come around, it has actually helped me learn to deal with it more.
Thanks for checking in on me. I’m glad you found this and read it. 😊