I broke down, though! I was surprised, but I started crying. Just talking to my dad made me realize that I am so damn scared. I think I managed to keep it together enough that my dad just thought I probably just had the sniffles (which I actually do), but I was amazed at myself. I don't know if something subconscious thought "Dad = person who protects me from scary stuff", but the waterworks just started like they haven't since I learned, and I just felt overcome with fear.
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