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Sweaty Palms Chronic Woe Renders

Sweaty Palms – Chronic Woe Renders... Po' Whet Tick Dampened Curse = A Worse Fate Than Death! No idea when the incessant onset of sweaty palms first burst forth, nor why physiological symptom, sans secretion spoils socialization upon thy totally tubular handsome grooves that criss cross the flat skin surface of my hands. These lines called 'palmar flexion creases' develop before birth. This modern day bipedal hominid i.e. human primate attests (like the average person) two main lines across the palm but some have a single 'Simian crease'. Profuse outpouring of perspiration (as if Biblical Flood gates opened) oft times directly related to adrenaline coursing through every pore sans the under: side of my hands) reflexively followed by swiping clamminess (in vein) on clothing or woolen pocket size cloth brought along with me everywhere I go, (cuz a lamb might not part ways with mother Mary (of story book fame), and this chap would shear lee feel sheepish toting extremely cumbersome to tote in the event this intimation predicated on decades worth of experience, when in the throes potential ordinary action re: guard ding strongly shaking, grasping, or holding hands took place occurred sopping wet clangorous human clapper, (which frenzied trickling akin to a vicious feedback loop), my psyche feels under staccato rat-a-tat siege from an enemy), the natural inclination to with: draw myself from “bad” company of others helps stave of self- consciousness. This avoidance of socialization subsequently impedes any promotion of hanker ring viz genuine friendship, employment and desiring care free bona fide affectionate bond ding with family of origin and/or two precious progeny. Under: standable, the human reaction to shrink away and recoil quickly when pressed to touch what feels like a wet noodle. Ah…courtesy

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