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Some years ago, I relocated to another state with my boyfriend. Although excited, I was anxious about being away from my friends and family. One of the ways my anxiety expressed itself was with frightening nightmares and night terrors. I’d wake up suddenly sitting up in a cold sweat, gasping and whatnot. On one particular night, I was awoken by the sound of the doorbell. Which at 4 in the morning is extremely unsettling. So I jolted my boyfriend awake and told him I heard the doorbell and to go check it because I was scared. He quickly leaped out of bed, threw on some clothes and grabs a bat. Walks to the front door and opens it. I, scared shitless, am peering from around the corner observing the whole thing. I see him step outside and I anxiously wait to see what's going on when I hear him call out to me. “Babe?” And I respond real shaky, “Yes?” He stands in the doorway with a a look of tired frustration and says, “We don’t have a damn doorbell.”