Quicksand is a unique one.
I must say, while clowns used to freak me out, and spiders still do, though I’ve learned to deal with it, dark open ocean does scare me - i mean, real fear. I can go swimming in the ocean, but if I go out in a boat, or a dock, the thought of jumping down into the dark water where I can’t see whats down there scares me spitless.
I always imagine landing in a soggy body, or jumping on a shark. Actually, I’m getting freaked out just thinking about it.
For me, my biggest fear is public speaking. I mean, making a presentation to a class or at work or something along those lines. I’m fine with heights, spiders, clowns, and pretty much with death (we’ll all die sometime, may as well make peace with that).
[quote]Squiggles wrote:
Quicksand is a unique one.
I must say, while clowns used to freak me out, and spiders still do, though I’ve learned to deal with it, dark open ocean does scare me - i mean, real fear. I can go swimming in the ocean, but if I go out in a boat, or a dock, the thought of jumping down into the dark water where I can’t see whats down there scares me spitless.
I always imagine landing in a soggy body, or jumping on a shark. Actually, I’m getting freaked out just thinking about it. [/quote]
The boat thing used to freak me out as a kid. We used to go swimming in toledo Bend Reservoir and you couldn’t see three inches underwater. There were all sorts of stories of alligators and we thought they were lies. Anyways, swimming in a murky lake + alligator stories + underwater plants caressing your leg = pretty freaky.
[quote]TheWookiee wrote:
Chewie wrote:
Squiggles wrote:
Quicksand is a unique one.
I must say, while clowns used to freak me out, and spiders still do, though I’ve learned to deal with it, dark open ocean does scare me - i mean, real fear. I can go swimming in the ocean, but if I go out in a boat, or a dock, the thought of jumping down into the dark water where I can’t see whats down there scares me spitless.
I always imagine landing in a soggy body, or jumping on a shark. Actually, I’m getting freaked out just thinking about it.
The boat thing used to freak me out as a kid. We used to go swimming in toledo Bend Reservoir and you couldn’t see three inches underwater. There were all sorts of stories of alligators and we thought they were lies. Anyways, swimming in a murky lake + alligator stories + underwater plants caressing your leg = pretty freaky.
I used to live in South Florida and we would swim and boat in canals that had alligators in them - but never during mating season. They got ornery (amongst other things) then.
Likewise, when you surf you see sharks below you all the time. I never got used to that.[/quote]
Thank God that the water is too warm for sharks to come into these parts. That would be freaky.
Much less of a phobia than a fear. Being fully aware, but paralyzed, during surgery. (ie: feeling all the pain but not being able to do anything about it).
When I was 16 I broke my leg playing football, broke both of my tibia and fibula completely. The bones sharded (I twisted while falling over the person that had cut me, my foot still planted under his body) and tore through 100% of my muscle in the lower leg.
Fast-forward to surgery and I am not aware for the opening of my knee (to insert a foot long titanium rod) but I came fully aware when they started pounding that shit into my bone marrow. By that time I could feel the knee cut open, skin pulled apart and a 6 inch surgical cut through the outside of my leg to control swelling. I couldn’t do anything about it, when the doctor was half way through with the rod in my leg he had a group of students come by and check out the progress. The doctor lifted my leg up, twisted my foot completely around to show the separation of muscle to the students. Right after he lowered leg back to the operating table I finally fully awakened and was very ‘opinionated’ as to what the hell was going on. Needless to say this surprised the doctor and staff as they rushed to hold me down, fearing I would start kicking with the rod half way out of my leg. I fought with them for a few minutes as more male nurses were called to hold me down. I was completely flipping out and felt as though I had just been on a kegger for more than few days. I kept telling the nurses that I could feel what they were doing and not to put me back under. They masked me once again and I was out quickly. This time, however, I wasn’t aware of any of the surgery.
My mother-in-law has a similar story as she was put under for surgery but remained fully aware for the entire ordeal.
Now that scares the shit out of me, to go back under the knife and for this to happen again.
[quote]Molotov_Coktease wrote:
The fear of clowns is called Coulrophobia, I have a close friend that is afflicted. It seems very common these days. The one thing they suspect as being cause, is that clowns have a painted on smile…and can mask true emotion. People fear that which cannot be reasoned with in a sense, and the absence of present emotional readability (other than a big fucking painted on smile) qualifies as this. That’s just one theory.
I remember once as a child, I had to spend the night in a retirement community with a grandmother who was obsessed with clowns. They were all over her apartment. I didn’t sleep a wink that night. I don’t have a resulting phobia of clowns, thankfully…but they do provoke an uneasy feeling. In a way, I find them fascinating. What could possibly inspire a person to become a clown? I almost sense that some trauma has enticed them into a permanent smile, but all the while they are the laughing victims of misfortune. Some unthinkable misfortune. But I don’t think they seek to inflict the same, I think they become the clown…to live in a slapstick world of one dimension. I perceive them as hurting souls, to which everyone in one way or another, regardless of irrational fears…can relate.[/quote]
A clown and an eight year old were walking through the cemetery at midnight when they heard a dog howl in the distance.
The eight year old squeezed the clown’s hand really hard and said “I’m scared!”
“You’re scared?” the clown asked incredulously, “I’ve got to walk back alone!”
[quote]TheWookiee wrote:
Likewise, when you surf you see sharks below you all the time. I never got used to that.[/quote]
Oh dear God I would die. Just, die…instant shark food.
[quote]Jetric9 wrote:
this thing can swim into your penis, vagina or anus. [/quote]
I’ve got bigger problems if it can swim into all three of mine.
I’m afraid of getting too big, you know, like musclebound.
Seriously? Heights - this was not a fear of mine until recently.
DB
[quote]FightinIrish26 wrote:
Goodfellow wrote:
In order:
My girlfriend leaving/cheating on me.
Claustrophobia.
My girlfriend saying she is pregnant.
Had a dream last night where my girlfriend said she was cheating on me, I got so angry, i woke up really pissed off and had shit loads of acne over my face even though the night before my skin was perfectly clear.
I also got that dream where my teeth were falling out, weird.
I would rather crawl through a pitch black 2 mile long tunnel where I couldn’t turn around, than deal with my girl cheating on me.
So it wouldn’t be cool that she cheated on you with me and now she’s pregnant? Or does that only work if it’s yours?
[/quote]
And then you punched him in the mouth so he lost some teeth and then you locked him in a dark closet while you had sex right in front of the door. Why not wrap them all up into one tortuous fantasy?
DB
[quote]rykos wrote:
Much less of a phobia than a fear. Being fully aware, but paralyzed, during surgery. (ie: feeling all the pain but not being able to do anything about it).
When I was 16 I broke my leg playing football, broke both of my tibia and fibula completely. The bones sharded (I twisted while falling over the person that had cut me, my foot still planted under his body) and tore through 100% of my muscle in the lower leg.
Fast-forward to surgery and I am not aware for the opening of my knee (to insert a foot long titanium rod) but I came fully aware when they started pounding that shit into my bone marrow. By that time I could feel the knee cut open, skin pulled apart and a 6 inch surgical cut through the outside of my leg to control swelling. I couldn’t do anything about it, when the doctor was half way through with the rod in my leg he had a group of students come by and check out the progress. The doctor lifted my leg up, twisted my foot completely around to show the separation of muscle to the students. Right after he lowered leg back to the operating table I finally fully awakened and was very ‘opinionated’ as to what the hell was going on. Needless to say this surprised the doctor and staff as they rushed to hold me down, fearing I would start kicking with the rod half way out of my leg. I fought with them for a few minutes as more male nurses were called to hold me down. I was completely flipping out and felt as though I had just been on a kegger for more than few days. I kept telling the nurses that I could feel what they were doing and not to put me back under. They masked me once again and I was out quickly. This time, however, I wasn’t aware of any of the surgery.
My mother-in-law has a similar story as she was put under for surgery but remained fully aware for the entire ordeal.
Now that scares the shit out of me, to go back under the knife and for this to happen again.[/quote]
The local anesthesia they gave me for my vasectomy didn’t work too well. I felt most of the procedure, like the slicing of my balzac, the cauterization (actually the worst part), the stitching - not fun.
DB
Spiders! They have all those eyes and 8 fuckin legs! If this is not a freaky lookin creature I don’t know what is. Imagine a bloodsucker with eight eyes staring at you hungrily. I can’t bare the though. Snakes or any other creature, I’m not scared of, its just those spiders.
I guess it’s because I’m not educated on them enough to know which ones are poisonous and the thought that the most poisonous ones can be so small. At least you can see snakes far easier to those that are scared of them.
"Not really a phobia or even a fear per se, but goats freak me out.
They’re so damn weird looking."
Thats a damn fine goat pic sir.
Sorry to hear that, DB. Having my leg opened/clusterfarked/twisted is one thing… but if it involved my balls, well… I have a new fear. Ha.
[quote]Wrel wrote:
My biggest fears are
a). Geese
b). Clowns
So, actually I guess my biggest fear would be confronted by an crazed clown brandishing an angry goose like a weapon.
Right, I’m off to hide under the bed now … …[/quote]
What about an angry goose dressed as a clown?
Snakes and spiders just dont do anything for me. I’ve actually eaten a few daddy long legs and held a baby copperhead without knowing it was venomous. Now being in water and having something rub up against my leg and i dont no what it is? Freaks me the fuck out
[quote]rykos wrote:
Much less of a phobia than a fear. Being fully aware, but paralyzed, during surgery. (ie: feeling all the pain but not being able to do anything about it).
When I was 16 I broke my leg playing football, broke both of my tibia and fibula completely. The bones sharded (I twisted while falling over the person that had cut me, my foot still planted under his body) and tore through 100% of my muscle in the lower leg.
Fast-forward to surgery and I am not aware for the opening of my knee (to insert a foot long titanium rod) but I came fully aware when they started pounding that shit into my bone marrow. By that time I could feel the knee cut open, skin pulled apart and a 6 inch surgical cut through the outside of my leg to control swelling.
I couldn’t do anything about it, when the doctor was half way through with the rod in my leg he had a group of students come by and check out the progress. The doctor lifted my leg up, twisted my foot completely around to show the separation of muscle to the students. Right after he lowered leg back to the operating table I finally fully awakened and was very ‘opinionated’ as to what the hell was going on. Needless to say this surprised the doctor and staff as they rushed to hold me down, fearing I would start kicking with the rod half way out of my leg. I fought with them for a few minutes as more male nurses were called to hold me down. I was completely flipping out and felt as though I had just been on a kegger for more than few days. I kept telling the nurses that I could feel what they were doing and not to put me back under. They masked me once again and I was out quickly. This time, however, I wasn’t aware of any of the surgery.
My mother-in-law has a similar story as she was put under for surgery but remained fully aware for the entire ordeal.
Now that scares the shit out of me, to go back under the knife and for this to happen again.[/quote]
That happened to my mom. I remember her telling me about it. She said she could feel everything, hear everything, but couldnt move. She also said that the surgeons were talking to each other like they were playing poker or something, they kept going on about golf, their personal lives, etc…
[quote]BroLac wrote:
Snakes and spiders just dont do anything for me. I’ve actually eaten a few daddy long legs and held a baby copperhead without knowing it was venomous. Now being in water and having something rub up against my leg and i dont no what it is? Freaks me the fuck out[/quote]
Why did you eat a daddy long legs?
I seem to recall, at one point in time, learning in science class that a daddy long legs was not a true spider for some reason. Attempted to look it up this morning and ended up looking at a screen full of spiders and had to get my son to close off that screen while he proceeded to make fun of me.
Again, why did you do that?
I used to eat stink bugs, I suppose we all do funny things as kids.
[quote]Renton wrote:
What about an angry goose dressed as a clown?[/quote]
LOL. That is funny as hell.
[quote]MsM wrote:
BroLac wrote:
Snakes and spiders just dont do anything for me. I’ve actually eaten a few daddy long legs and held a baby copperhead without knowing it was venomous. Now being in water and having something rub up against my leg and i dont no what it is? Freaks me the fuck out
Why did you eat a daddy long legs?
I seem to recall, at one point in time, learning in science class that a daddy long legs was not a true spider for some reason. Attempted to look it up this morning and ended up looking at a screen full of spiders and had to get my son to close off that screen while he proceeded to make fun of me.
Again, why did you do that?[/quote]
I’m with MsM on this one. Why did you do that?
rsg was a bugeater as a kid but how long ago were you eating spiders?
I once swallowed a bug, I have no idea what it was. It flew into my mouth when I was on my bike. That is the WORST feeling.