That traumatic experience when you were a child as you play hide and seek with your older cousins. Let's just say their huge bodies and purposely-creepified voice in a dark mansion with no adults or lights, can actually scare the hell outta a child. (I was visiting btw. Mansion wasn't mine.)
That sudden epiphany that his type doesn't exist is hard to accept. Orz
It hurts ╥﹏╥