Philosophy
I used to like scary movies as a kid. The heart-pounding, palm-sweating, breath-holding, nightmare-inducing (wait, why did I like them again?) kind. Whenever the movie became too much to bear - which was basically every time I'd watch one - I had a trick I'd employ to calm myself down. I would simply look away from the screen, and repeat over and over again, "This isn't really happening. This isn't really happening."
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