Leah and the Rats

I didn't get stung until I was in my 30s for the first time. When I lived with Leah, let me tell you... She reacts like a crazy lady sometimes. We gave her alter ego a name, but she would get stung by a bee and I would have to calm her from her panic attack. But I'd have to talk her out of it because it was really her mind working out more than the sting itself. Which is interesting, right? Because it's just like the human condition of thinking this is like the worst thing ever. It's all ... It's the greatest, you know, a negative pathway in people's minds and all this kind of stuff