File it under... "OMG! I just remembered!"

When I was a kid... let's say, 4, 5...maybe 6, I used to be scared to go to the bathroom. When I had to pee, I'd stand, eyeing the door fearfully, probably sweating profusely, imagining a horrific Jaws/Freddy/Vampire hybrid monster waiting just outside for me. To make myself feel better, I'd say under my breath, over and over, "Care Bears. Care Bears. Care Bears. Care Bears. Care Bears."

Thank you, Care Bears, for giving me the courage to urinate.