Snakes under my desk. I used to work on the ground floor at my old employer and my office was right inside the entrance and there was a snake under my desk once. I only knew it was there because it slithered over my foot. I fucking lost it. Now I glance under my desk every morning, every day.
Also, spiders, but more specifically spiders behind the toilet. When I was growing up there was a hole where the toilet pipes went and it wasn't sealed. As I was sitting on the toilet I looked behind me and there was a massive spider sitting behind the toilet. It was killed but they kept coming back until I plugged up the hole with tooth paste. I've been checking for spiders around the toilet for something like 20 years now.
When I was about 8, I was taking a bath and a giant spider fell into the tub from the shower curtain rod. I spent the next 10 years (until I went to college) stepping on top of the toilet and checking the curtain rod for spiders before every bath or shower.
I also have a fear of driving over bridges. I am convinced that the Big One is going to happen while I am driving over one and I will plunge to my death. Shortly after we moved to the Bay Area, H bought me one of those hammers to break your car window in case your car falls into the water. I am terrified I will have to use it some day.
Post by onomatopoeia on Jul 9, 2012 11:42:45 GMT -5
I used to be scared of spiders, but having 2 bug-loving little boys cured me of that. Now I just have this irrational fear that every freak accident that I ever read about happening to someone will happen to them. I've also had mini-panic attacks when I think I've left them somewhere (like the store) when I didn't even bring them with me.
I've also been scared of the dark forever, and I still get a sick feeling in my gut when I have to walk from the light switch to the bed in the dark. The boogey-man lives under my bed and there are zombies in the woods behind my house.
Elephants. Everytime I see one ( like at the fair, or zoo or circus) I am certain they will trample me. I have seen way too many reports of them being mistreated, & going crazy & killing people. Getting crushed in a stampede is another one.
Also snakes in the toilet DO NOT GOOGLE IMAGE THAT SHIT! And getting a paper cut on my eye while I am driving. I'm not sure why, but the fear is very specific to driving at the same time.
I've been TERRIFIED of open water ever since my brother terrorized me as a kid with a plastic shark. Even swimming in a pool can freak me out if I think about sharks too much.
I also hate opening a can of biscuits. I make DH do it as I'm running the other direction.
I'm also terrified of balloons popping. It's a nightmare when I'm shopping at a party store and they are blowing up balloons. Gahhh!!
Post by amberatkins on Jul 9, 2012 13:38:28 GMT -5
Slicing the tips of my fingers off in the blender. Although I'm pretty sure I'm never going to stick my fingers down in there, it just... ugh.. makes me feel all icky every time I think about using the blender.
I think I've shared this on MM before - whales. They really freak me out. I hate the thought of something being SO much larger than me and yet being able to move so gracefully and quietly in the water.
Fortunately, whales are not something I encounter often. Phew.
I didn't have a ton until I had kids. Now, I'm very paranoid about everything!
Ditto this.
One of the KC gals happened to post a few weeks ago about a teenager abducted from a local Target parking lot and murdered...I had just happened to visit that Target for the first time the night before and acutally commented how safe I felt. I know it's irrational, but I'm now afraid of being in the wrong place at the wrong time with the kids in a bunch of situations that I'd never worried about before.
Last night I dropped a can of shaving cream. I'm always scared it's going to explode, and shards of metal are going to hit me like shrapnel. I could go blind!
What irrational fears do you have?
I'm loving these, because they make me feel so ... so ... not the "only" one!
I am terrified that a balloon is going to burst in my face and the recoil will slice my eyeball open and blind me. I comfort myself by realizing this will likely only happen in one eye, so I'll only be blinded in one eye.
I do not like, but am not terrified of heights. Staying on the 36th floor in a hotel with a balcony, I have been know to move chairs to in front of the balcony doors so that I wouldn't sleepwalk onto the balcony and plunge to my death. (Okay, that only happened once. But I was sure it would happen, even though I don't sleepwalk, and my husband was with me.)
- a monster will grab my feet when I'm sleepign if they are uncovered - driving next to a big rig, it will flip onto me - driving over overpasses, that I'll fly off- driving near the center divider, that I'll hit it - started a fear of riding up escalators (yes, I'm 80 years old) - standing on a patio that is more than 2 stories up
I think I need meds.
I have this with overpasses and especially tight bends in the road, too. My insides turn to jelly and I have to ease my foot off the accelerator. I play an image of my car flying off the embankment over and over in my head.
The more I read this thread the more I think I need medication, too.