I've mostly overcome my generalized anxiety disorder (I'm even extroverted now, can you believe??) but the ONE phobia that stuck with me is going to the dentist.
And it's bad too, the state of my teeth is.. not great. At one point I broke one of them in half while eating a pizza, and I still couldn't bring myself to go because it didn't hurt. I suspect they are gonna have to remove the thing. 


My teeth are one of my biggest insecurities, to the point that I dream about them falling out so often that in-dream me goes "seriously? not again!"


I'm grateful for my boyfriend pushing me to do something about it, helping me find a dentist that specializes in people like me, and coming with my tomorrow.
It feels good to finally do something about this, even though I've been losing sleep about that appointment for a week now, and I will probably cry about 3 times. But I'm going. If I have a panic attack, so be it, but I AM going.