Worst fear

Wow! Where to start? Haven't done a post in awhile! Been thinking about it, but been having alot of computer issues, along with some depression, and wasn't really sure what to write about. Some of the depression has subsided. I really am kind of enjoying being alone for, pretty much, the first time in my life. It's been almost six months, already, since Shelly moved out. It's been good having some alone time and discovering myself ( It's not all good! Lol ). The biggest depression that remains, besides the gun control issues going on right now ( Probably next post ), is my teeth. My biggest fear for most of my life was loosing my teeth, more so than a fear of dying. Don't ask me why, can't explain it. Maybe because I was voted class teeth in high school, who knows. But the thing I've been most afraid of is coming true. I finally started going to the dentist recently, after not going for 25 years. I know what you are thinking, "Afraid of loosing his teeth, but didn't go to the dentist? What an idiot!". And you are all absolutely right! I hate going to the dentist and I wasn't having any problems, until fairly recently. Even after 25 years, I only had one small cavity. So I kept putting it off. Tooth decay wasn't the problem, bone loss was. 40 to 70% bone loss. 25 years of not seeing a dentist and smoking for even longer took it's toll. I'm gonna be loosing six teeth right away and more down the road. Most of which are front teeth, which really sucks. Only close friends and family know about this ( Till now ). I haven't really wanted to talk about this with too many people, thinking that people that I don't see often wouldn't notice. But I started this blog to vent and be honest, so there it is. And I'm not looking for any sympathy, it's my own stupidity that brought this on, unlike so many people out there facing worse problems like cancer or soldiers coming home missing limbs, and etc. My problems are minor. They just happened to be my worst fear. Thanks for listening, Kevin ......................................................P.S. here's a couple pics to prove I was class teeth in high school.

My yearbook.