Sibil's awesome life reminded me of an irrational fear I have.
I hate water sports. I am insanely afraid of being in a boat on a lake if I can't see the bottom. I can't hang out in a pool that is more than 6 feet deep. So... that means no water slides or deep sea fishing for me. I just can't. I get clammy thinking about it.
Since having O I have become super duper anxious. I worry about the normal stuff like car accidents & home burglaries. I also worry about things like falling & getting knocked out when no one is around and O being scared/hungry/hurt. My former boss died while scuba diving a few weeks ago & now I'm super anxious anytime someone mentions going in the water.
I worry people spit in my drinks at work. Or in my keurig water reservoir. I lock my drinks in my cabinet if I leave my desk for extended periods of time. I rinse out my keurig everyday. If I fail to lock my drink up I toss it out and wash my cup.
Post by basilosaurus on Jul 3, 2012 22:39:34 GMT -5
So I shouldn't tell you about sailing on Sunday and jumping overboard into water hundreds (or more) feet deep? But, lakes kinda freak me out b/c they're gross. I'd rather swim in deep water in a lake b/c the lakebed can only be a nasty festering sludge.
I wouldn't say I'm fearless, because I'm certainly not, but my fears are of things like heights, when I'm hiking or skiing. And of catching TB when I ride the bus.
Post by prettyinpink on Jul 4, 2012 11:00:23 GMT -5
Being patient one in some huge pandemic terrifies me.
My parents house sits near a lake, you have drive on this road cut out in the side of mountain that runs right along the lake to get there. When I was learning to drive I was convinced that I was just going to fall in the lake because I didn't take the turn right or something. It was horrible. There are still times I think this.
I'm afraid of going in the ocean and I will only go in if Mr. Sookie or someone else stays really close to me. I'm not afraid of sharks or drowning - I'm afraid of jellyfish and man o' wars. I can't swim, so I actually am afraid of drowning, but I find that option more of a given if it came to it.
I'm also afraid when Mr. Sookie deploys (the only time really that he flies without me) that something will happen while he's over an ocean.
I'm afraid of being the one to find one of our dogs after they've passed away. I actually stop at the bottom of the steps in my mom's house to watch from breathing on our oldest dog from my childhood because I know she's close and I don't want to be the one to find her.
I'm terrified of all spiders. All of them. Terrified.
Last one - I'm afraid I won't make a difference in the world before I leave it, though I don't know if that's irrational.
Sibil, what's up with the TB? Did you know someone who got it?
No, that's why it's irrational Well, I do know a few people who have tested positive after various trips, but none had active TB.
However, I know there was a lot of MDR-TB in the homeless population in Denver, and I used to ride the bus that most homeless used. So, everytime they coughed in my general direction, I cringed.
There was actually one time at a bus stop when a guy kept spitting upwind, and I was on my way to lab at school. As soon as I got there I went to the antibacterial gel on the wall and basically bathed myself, even though I knew it was irrational. And I'm about the least germophobe out there!
Post by jamesonontherocks on Jul 5, 2012 20:18:38 GMT -5
I have a ton of irrational fears, some have gotten better as I have gotten older, but not all.
1. Being alone in the house. I would make a terrible deployed spouse. A works 2nd shift and I have every door between me and the kids locked. When I know hes gone for the night, all the kids sleep in my room and my bedroom door is locked. This isn't new from being a parent though - when I was younger I couldn't fall asleep I was the first bedroom in the hallway, therefore, if someone came in they would hit my room first. I actually had the lights on a timer in my room so people would think someone was awake all night long (dork).
2. Bells (like fire bells). A twister hit my elementary school when I was 7 and killed a bunch of kids in my class (its NY) and what I remember was the fire alarm bells going off. This one has finally gotten better.
I'm terrified of car accidents. Being in one or seeing one. I had my first one in March, but this stems from a bad accident I witnessed last fall and I now have major anxiety over it. I still can't replay the story over in my head without starting onto panic mode. I'm hoping someday this will pass.
Jameson, I'm the same way thinking someone will break in. Dh always sleeps on the side of the bed closest to the door. I grew up with an alarm system in my house and I told Dh we will get one in ours too. It really helps me sleep better.
I also have a horrible fear of flying. I always get a prescription for Xanax when flying or I start hyperventilating. I've noticed the anxiety has recently started when being a passenger in a car too (especially in the rain). I think it has to do with the loss of control.
I absolutely hate driving over bridges. My family was in a bad car accident when I was 8 or 9, where a tractor trailer jack-knifed on a bridge in front of us causing a huge pile up, and we had to sit on the bridge for hours while they rescued people and towed all the cars off. Unfortunately, to get around the city we live in, you have to cross bridges to get anywhere. I got over it a little bit when my H was gone, because I had to drive myself everywhere.
Post by jamesonontherocks on Jul 7, 2012 18:23:24 GMT -5
I hate flying but I'm ok once I'm in the air. Whenever possible A and I take different flights because I'm a major bitch when I'm anxious and we've brawled prior to flying.
Post by letsbeawkward on Jul 7, 2012 22:02:09 GMT -5
My irrational fears have actually only developed in my adult life. It sucks. I was never afraid of much growing up. Plane crash Car crash, although I don't think it's really irrational since they are very common. Being trapped in an elevator Something happening to me while I am alone with baby J, leaving him scared and hungry Something happening to baby J, I know all parents feel that but sometimes it makes me very anxious
I am kind of ashammed to admit this, because I am married to a pilot. But I hate flying. And the smaller the plane, the higher my stress level is. Ugh.
Post by basilosaurus on Jul 8, 2012 16:02:06 GMT -5
I never was nervous flying until I started flying with H. When he's nervous then I get nervous whereas before I just assumed everything was in the realm of "normal". There was a flight coming out of vegas that had us both scared shitless. I was like is this normal turbulence? Nope, they're struggling and messing it up. OK, thanks! Now I'm scared.
Also, I once saw on the discovery channel something about a plane that spiraled into a mountain, and I think about that everytime we seem to bank really hard. They said most people were probably asleep and didn't even know they were going to die in a fiery crash. But I still generally am a peaced out flier.
The crappy thing is that my husband has a lofty dream of owning his own plane someday, and flying his family around to cool places across the country...
I am hoping he means his parents and sisters, because the thought of flying me and my children in a small prop plane... yeah... no. Just no.
And Sibil, turbulence going in and out of Vegas is fairly normal. Especially in the hot months. However, that does not keep me from thinking we're going to crash into Lake Mead or Red Rock every single time I fly out of Vegas.
It was late November, definitely not hot.
I fly a lot, in planes of all sizes (I used to fly in a 6 seater regularly). I've been in a lot of turbulence, and it rarely bothers me. Literally, I've been in planes that had people screaming, and I just sit there. I've even been in a plane when the oxygen masks fell down (to be fair, this was a private plane, and it was a loose screw, and my pilot friend was calm, so I knew it wasn't a biggie). This was something neither H nor I had every experienced. His explanation was that they were overcorrecting and making it worse. Whatever it was, my normally calm self was scared.