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The most intense physical pain I ever felt was waking up after impacted wisdom tooth removal. One side of my face was appr. 3x the size of the other.
The second worse was last week; waking up from anaesthesia after having all 22 remaining teeth removed. It's slightly better now and I'd put it at 8,5/10.
The worst pain I've ever felt was mental though. It started almost three decades ago when my father killed himself when I was a teen. To be honest, I never recovered. I'm a shell of a human being begging for release (death) daily while being too much of a coward to actually do it.
Oh, and after returning to work with 0 teeth, my coworkers now amuse themselves by making me say tongue breakers. I already knew they didn't like or respect me before all this, but this really drove a dagger into my heart because it was someone I never would have expected it from. I've been at this company for 10 years and in this team for 5 and I'm fighting a daily urge to follow in my father's footsteps.
He really had the right idea. I was pissed at him back then but I have more understanding and respect for his decision every single day.
That's fucking awful. I genuinely hope you find yourself surrounded with people who love and respect you. I know life can be utter shit, but I'm glad you're still here.
Perhaps you can get a gofundme for dentures or implants in the future? It'd improve your quality of life and is worth pursuing if you feel like it's something you have energy for.
22 teeth removed? What in the world?
Check my post history, there's a picture.