We've finally found it. The thing that gets under our skin, makes us squeamish, wriggling uncomfortably in our seat. Needles. They're relatively cheap to buy, but it's just so unnerving to look at. We read up on how to properly inject yourself with a well-written in depth guide but couldn't help physically reacting. It knows to start using them now, it's been a year, but it doesn't have the mental fortitude to stick itself with that.
Some kind of weird intimacy issue, we think.
fuck it we ball.