The anesthetic didn’t work. I rubbed the cream on my face, but the timing was wrong and it didn’t have a chance to work before we began electrolysis.
On the way to the appointment, I’d seen my reflection in a window.
So as the needle burned hot under my skin, and the sharp, crystallized bases of the hairs sliced skin as they were pulled out, I thought to myself:
You are gross and disgusting and you deserve this.
