Man, after reading everyone’s phobias, I’m glad I’m not the only resident in Wussville.
I can’t sleep with my closet open… cuz of the closet monster.
Nice to see so many don’t like spiders, those and ticks creep me out.
[quote]Iron Dwarf wrote:
Man, after reading everyone’s phobias, I’m glad I’m not the only resident in Wussville.
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Speak for yourself man. All my fears are rational. Like worms, if you cut them in two do they die? Hell no, they become twice as deadly! They’re the ultimate weapon.
[quote]OctoberGirl wrote:
I can’t sleep with my closet open… cuz of the closet monster.[/quote]
Did you hear that the Boogie man was gay? He finally came out of the closet.
[quote]chimera182 wrote:
OctoberGirl wrote:
I can’t sleep with my closet open… cuz of the closet monster.
Did you hear that the Boogie man was gay? He finally came out of the closet.[/quote]
the closet monster is the ultimate predator, gay or not, he will get you if you don’t close the door.
[quote]chimera182 wrote:
Iron Dwarf wrote:
Man, after reading everyone’s phobias, I’m glad I’m not the only resident in Wussville.
Speak for yourself man. All my fears are rational. Like worms, if you cut them in two do they die? Hell no, they become twice as deadly! They’re the ultimate weapon.[/quote]
That is something I hate - I can bait a hook with a worm fine, but I hate cutting them in half with my fingernails for smaller fish. Worm guts under my nails, having to make multiple attempts, etc. GROSS.
[quote]OctoberGirl wrote:
chimera182 wrote:
OctoberGirl wrote:
I can’t sleep with my closet open… cuz of the closet monster.
Did you hear that the Boogie man was gay? He finally came out of the closet.
the closet monster is the ultimate predator, gay or not, he will get you if you don’t close the door.
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You should watch the film Boogeyman (2005). Creepy!
fucking bees.
fucking wasps.
anything from that category turns me into a sprinting pussy.
[quote]B rocK wrote:
fucking bees.
fucking wasps.
anything from that category turns me into a sprinting pussy.[/quote]
I had a bad experience with hornets but i’m not scared of them.
I’ll never forget it though. I was camping and went out into the bushes to go eat some wild raspberries. Well… I stepped on a hornet nest and was stung 18 times. All over. My arms, my legs, my face some got under my shirt. It was awful.
[quote]jchenky wrote:
B rocK wrote:
fucking bees.
fucking wasps.
anything from that category turns me into a sprinting pussy.
I had a bad experience with hornets but i’m not scared of them.
I’ll never forget it though. I was camping and went out into the bushes to go eat some wild raspberries. Well… I stepped on a hornet nest and was stung 18 times. All over. My arms, my legs, my face some got under my shirt. It was awful.
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It’s a good thing you weren’t allergic to bees. That must’ve sucked.
I got stung 3 times in the face when i was a kid and I looked like the elephant man. I have a feeling it was because i was throwing rocks at their nest.
Moody bastards.
As a kid, I was scared of virtually all animals, but mostly dogs. My dog phobia grew into fear of most animals, domesticated or otherwise. Especially cats. I thought they were all planning to attack me by luring everyone into a false sense of security by languidly laying about, then when I was left alone they would sneak up behind me and scratch my face off. I would cry all the way to the bus stop because I thought the neighborhood dogs were out there. Every once in a while, there would be a dog walking around, and I would completely freak.
I was also chased around my yard by my neighbor’s two schnauzers once. Terrifying.
I got over that when I got a dog of my own. This past Monday I was almost attacked by a rather large pit bull mix. My heart rate didn’t even increase. I am Vicomte, Master of Beasts!
I have a current phobia of having an allergy and going into anaphylaxis. Whenever I’m exposed to something new, like a new supp or some chemical or a different candle scent, I begin to worry that I might be deathly allergic to it and will swell up and be unable to breathe. I think it’s because I’m mildly allergic to nuts and some foods. They make my mouth and throat itch. I’m getting over it, though.
I have an aversion to medical tests of any form. I have no problem going through with them, or remaining calm during them, but my blood pressure and heart rate is crazy high during any kind of medical examination. I had an eye exam this week, and I was clearly having some sort of adrenalin response during it. After they put in the dilating eyedrops and told me I could go for a walk while they started to take effect, I began to worry that I might be allergic to them and would go into anaphylactic shock during my walk. My fears were unfounded, but I do think this guy was following me.
I also have a fear of my fly being open. I check it like ten times before I leave the house or a car or a bathroom or whatever. I honestly wouldn’t even be embarrassed if it was, but I still check constantly. That may be more OCD than phobia, however.
Newly developed phobia… The thread named “Thoughts on the Undead”
It creeps me out .
[quote]pushharder wrote:
Yo Momma wrote:
I have fear of country music and yodeling.
I’ve been known to yodel when I cum. Hope that doesn’t get me tossed overboard.
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Try a rebel yell instead, so I won’t have to call the Coast Guard.
Besides my completely irrational fear of spiders, regardless of how small, I also can’t stand having my feet/hands exposed in any way that won’t allow me to see anything coming at them. For example, while sleeping I tuck the blanket under my feet, no hanging over the edge of the bed, out from under the covers, I can’t hang my hand over the side of the bed because there might be spiders under there that will crawl out! Basically having my feet or hands in any position that makes them prone to a spider sneak attack is a no go.
Spiders- didn’t used to be a problem. Then I saw “Arachnophobia”, particularly the shower scene where that bastard spider slides down the girl’s back. That, and seeing all the necrotic tissue from brown recluse bites.
Parasites, particularly leeches- The thought of something living off me just makes my skin crawl.
Open water- don’t mind the ocean or beaches, but diving into deep ocean water creeps me out. I was nearly hyperventilating when we went scuba diving in 60 ft off Bermuda. Anything can come out of that deep blue field surrounding you, and my hyperactive imagination can provide lots of options.
IV’s and giving blood- Don’t mind needles, pain, or the sight of blood. However, the sight of blood leaving my body in a tube makes me lose it. I can remember walking around the hospital with an IV and letting my hand hang down at my side. The IV tube turned black with my blood, and I nearly passed out.
- Bugs
- Turning off the tv after a horror movie trailer (it makes me think Chucky is gonna come outta my closet)
I am ok with spiders until I have to sleep, then all I think about is one crawling into my mouth eek
I know it sounds crazy, but the mailbox. It got so bad, I could not open the damned thing. I went out and got a p.o. box, and I am only mildly phobic of that.
Started after my late husband died, and all those damned sympathy cards arrived. And kept arriving. And arriving. Then the thousands of dollars in hospital bills, etc.
Even though I KNOW, logically, two years later, that there will BE NO MORE DAMNED CARDS and the bills are now all cleared up, I still can’t face that box.
I am moving at the end of the month, and with any luck, the new box will be ok.