When I was a kid I had several methods of coping with scary movies on TV. The first was to hide behind the couch and peek out. The second, depicted below, was to put my hands over my face and look through my fingers. Dad offered to turn off the movie if it was so scary, but I told him not to.
I’m not sure why I thought of this particular image today. It could be related to the situation at home (Brain Cancer, Palliative Care, After and Before, Three Cancer Killers – Portrait) which involves a very scary illness and the impulse to hide, but the compulsion to engage.