Hear ye, hear ye! Um, did anyone else just cringe?

Look, I don’t believe in cringe . I mean, who am I to police what other people find joyful? But sometimes, it’s just an instinct. I once heard someone say that a tickle was just a minuscule pleasant sensation and an itch was a minuscule painful sensation; cringe feels somewhat similar, like a sense of vulnerability or agony just beyond reach, just barely scratching against my skin.

For some reason, fantasy role play — especially public fantasy role play — makes me cringe. Maybe it comes from some repressed feeling of rejection; I’ve had plenty of men over-explain the mythos to me because I, a girl, lack the basic brain circuitry to distinguish between an elf and a dwarf. In cases like these, not caring becomes a coping mechanism. W

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