Following the advice of my ex and a good friend, I decided to get checked for STD's today since I have had unprotected sex in the past. My friend took me down for moral support. He told me exactly what would happen in there and as soon as he mentioned needles I knew I couldn't go on my own as I have a phobia of them.

I swear the clinic knew that I was comming today. I went into reception, gave my details, and the receptionist gave me a piece of paper. There were 5 boxes on the paper...