And the leg was broken from having a mole removed.
Do it quick! Because then it won’t hurt!
Do it slow. Do it so slow you barely notice it’s happening. Disperse the pain over so many years of a dismal, quiet ache that you question whether it’s happening it at all. Pull that “band-aid” off over the course of six or eight years. Become such an awful owner of the “band-aid” that it gets tired of you, gets sick of your shit, and eventually just falls off on its own. Do it slow, and convince yourself that you’re not the bad guy. Do it slow, and bury your heartache into the pit of your stomach. Do it slow, and get ulcers. Do it slow, and watch time slip through your fingers.
Or? Rip it off fast.