28/07/2025
It usually comes up in conversation when I’m drawing up.
I’ll be chatting away, explaining everything I’m doing — and then someone will ask:
“Are you not squeamish at all?”
And I laugh, because...
Actually? I am.
Not with you.
Not with your face, your treatment, your results —
I could inject all day, calm as anything.
But if you so much as show me a needle heading for my own arm?
I’m dizzy.
Sweaty palms.
Tunnel vision activated.
It’s pathetic — and also kind of hilarious.
Because yes…
intention.
I’m a trained, skilled injector who teaches others how to use a needle with precision andAnd also yes…
I once nearly fainted at a flu jab.
Here’s why I’m sharing this:
Because sometimes we think being good at something means never having fear.
That confidence means you’re bulletproof.
That you can’t hold authority and still have irrational quirks or quiet anxieties.
But here’s the truth:
I can be world-class with a syringe in my hand —
and still ask someone to distract me when I’m on the other end of it.
It doesn’t make me unprofessional.
It makes me human.
It means I understand how nerves feel.
It means I never judge when a client says “I’m scared” or grips the chair a little tighter.
It means I can talk someone through their treatment from a place of lived empathy — not just
clinical training.
You don’t have to be fearless to be excellent.
You just need care, clarity, and good technique.
I’ll give you that — always.
Even if I look away when I’m the one in the chair.
