Let the Terror begin

I have SEVERE dental issues.
I also have SEVERE dental anxiety.
Put these two things together and its just not a pretty picture,hell I even had a panic attack taking my husband to the dentist :(
The realy bizzar thing is that all I have are positive memories of the dentist as a child (theres even an extraction from childhood that all I have are positive memories about) so where and when did this all start, just because reading about other peoples phobias and fears is fun I will tell you.
In the beginning I was always excited to go to the dentist, I even looked forward to it, then HIV/AIDS came out and that one highly publicized case happened, I was 13, I was at that parinoid impressionable age, and I only had to hear it once and I was utterly terrified of the dentist. Now back then this fear was not to be unfounded so my parents backed off thinking I would just get over it but I didn't.
I turn 15 and a few weeks later I start to get my wisdom teeth. I am sorta one of the luck ones as mine came in straight so in the beginning there were no problems but just be safe parents bsed me into going and the dentist was nice but still I sweated through all the bs there and my parent were told my teeth were corwding and 2 of the widom teeth might need to come out in a couple of years. Well they didn't want to hear this so I was told they were fine and we went on. A few months later I am brushing my teeth and my gums start bleeding. I figured I had just overzealously brushed and went on but every time I have brushed since that day my gums have bled and hurt so bad I would go months on end without brushing just to avoid the pain. Don't get me wrong, when it didnt end I told my mom and all I got told was well if you would brush more it wouldn't happen (I was still brushing 2 to 3 times a day at this point) so I did brush more and the pain would get so bad I wouldn't be able to eat for days at a time (leading the parents to think I am anorexic, thats another story) and I lost about 20 pounds. Basicly they knew the outcome of a dental visit, didn't want to deal with it, and gave the brush off. (yea I know bad pun)
Flash forward-I'm 22 now, staying at home to help with mom as she has health problems and cant drive anymore. I get a major infection in a wisdom tooth. And yes you guessed it I get the brush off and all kinds of bs from the parents (I needed then to pay for dentist because I wasnt working to help take care of mom)they give me a bottle of mouth wash and forget about me. The infection was so bad I didn't sleep for 4 days and had to force myself to eat for almost 2 weeks (the tooth this happened around by the way is now rotten). And the crap thing was that for 5 years after I would get intermittened infections all over my gums and teeth, TTF that has stopped now.
Forward again-I'm 24, wresting with my dog and my head goes forward his goes back and we collide breaking my 2 upper front teeth. Knowing I am going to be in pain for a long time do they even say hey go to the dentist tomorrow? NO they just yell at me. I am in pain for 2 months.
The next year I am munching on some ice cream with my neice when BAM out of no where pain sears through my teeth on the left side. I can no longer chew anything sweet or cold on that side as of that day. I chose not to say anything.
Two years later-same scenario but not quite as bad.
Forward to today-found out by accident that I will MTL need major reconstructive oral surgery and I have 2 partialy impacted wisdom teeth and a twisted molar, and some strange tooth like growths on various areas of my jaws, along with tooth crowding.
Yes, I am terrified...