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Reflecting on how I deal with pain.
I grew up with parents who were quite sensitive, that is to say, pain averse, often dramatically pain averse. So, it is a performance I am quite learned in. However, I also found their whinging to be quite annoying, and their low pain tolerance to be quite wimpy. They tended to interpret pain as a matter of illness, rather than merely as an ambiguous signal of more complex physiology.
( Perhaps I just imagined that they were whingy and wimpy, whereas it has been a projection of my own whingy wimpiness. I don't intend to press the remaining parent to find out. )
One of my favourite gym poster aphorisms has been, "pain is weakness leaving the body". I believe the most pain I have been exposed to as an adult is urethal catherisation. These two ideas don't necessarily fit together.
I remain privileged enough to deal with pain mostly at arm's length. It is physical conditioning that keeps me distracted by pain in the present. That is a rich man's game.
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