There is a salty, greasy yet safe taste of blood that discharges into your mouth from a falling tooth. Ages 8 – 12? I can’t even remember when I lost my teeth.
But the taste is distinct. It’s different from say when you bite your teeth into your inner cheek, or the taste of other kinds of blood for whatever reason in your mouth. It’s okay and you aren’t alarmed because like they say, it’s natural and expected. I even went poking in with my tongue into the tooth cavities at times. Strange.
So maybe you will understand it when I tell you you wouldn’t know exactly what it was if you didn’t really lose any of your teeth. I could explain it to you as a teeth-loser, as salty and bloody yet not quite so much as blood; and you’d maybe tell me You’d try to imagine it. But we both know you couldn’t taste it if you wanted to.
That’s probably how the difference between feelers and non-feelers could be described. Imagine tangy with a bit of spice. Sure. Maybe imagine even blood while we’re at it. But feelers vs non-feelers is just harder. It’s probably why I can imagine that somebody is way too touchy. I cannot for the life of me imagine how it might be though – maybe it’s just one of those things.
It’s also why I don’t ask sad kids to smile, because growing up I was a sad kid who was asked by too many people to smile.
And this is an apology to all people who feel too much, on behalf of those who wave off your concerns lightly. I don’t know why it’s here, maybe it’s really just an apology to myself, but it’s here for anyone who needs it. 🙂
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