When I was a kid I would fake pain so I could leave school (I love school but I hated my peers - they were cruel), but when it came to actual pain I...dunno....I remember being amazed that my best friend could talk about her head hurting or her stomach hurting, I wondered how she knew these things, like they were magic or something.
I guess it didn't help that my mom didn't take our hurts seriously, so I was shushed so often when I was in actual pain that I just thought that everybody always had pain and it wasn't a big deal.
Certain pains sent me over the edge though: having to get shots, and having to go to the dentist (we had a very bad dentist when I first started seeing him at the age of 9). We later found out that it takes me twice as long to get numb, but that idiot never would listen to me (but I don't think I was able to speak clearly or coherently about such things anyway). We finally switched dentists when I refused to open my mouth for the idiot dentist (which was a big deal, as it probably meant I would be punished later), but it was just too painful and I was done with him.
To this day, I have a problem going to the doctor or the dentist. I've become pretty good at communicating, until I'm in a medical office, when I completely shut down. It's frustrating to the point of tears, not to mention the fact that I know that I'm not going to be able to afford whatever it is that they're going to want to do anyway.
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Diagnosed with High Functioning Autism well into adulthood.
It's never too late to get a diagnosis.
Hell, I thought I was just weird.
i can (obviously) come off as really abrupt and my tone can sound sharpish, so feel free to ask me to clarify