for some reason, I could deal with the possibility of seeing davywavy, but not with having it confirmed.

Years of emotional abuse will do that to a person. The subconscious tends to react like unto a mouse presented with an open-mouthed anaconda, and who can blame it for its sense of self-preservation?

I like to think that I would react maturely and rationally if presented with the idea of meeting crag_du, but given that coming unprepared across his name or picture still sends me into fits of frothing hysteria, I'm probably fooling myself.