Does anyone have any phobias, like really bad ones?
I have a fear of Revolving Doors (getting trapped in the same
segment as someone else or getting the back of your heels
trapped if you don't walk fast enough)
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...of lifts when I was younger. It stayed with me till I was
about 11 or 12.
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I missed the chance to go up the Eiffel Tower with my family
because everyone went up in a lift. It's one of my greatest
regrets... but this summer, I shall be going back to
Paris... and THIS time I'll be going up the Eiffel Tower!
The old classic I know but I really don't like them.
Shaespeare - what happened at 11 or 12 to make you get over
it (and can it be applied to spiders?)
You know that bit in the film 'Raiders of the Lost
Ark'....urgh!
like all phobias... you just have to confront them.
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My parents made me first get into a lift when I was 11 or
12.. it took me about a couple of days or so and since then
I've got better, and now I can get into a lift without
screaming or soiling my pants.
~
Try picking up a spider. Nasty, I know, but it's the best
way.... Deep, easy breaths.
Unfortunatly we both suffer grom Xenophobia - the irrational
fear of Buddists
I fear no one, but everyone fears me. I have reclaimed this
site as mine, captains.
Forget enjoying a breath-taking view of a city from the top
floor of a skyscraper--if I even got NEAR the window I'd
get light-headed, and my heart would beat so fast that I'd
have trouble breathing. Funny thing though, is that I went
skydiving and wasn't scared at all the day I went. I was
terrified for two weeks before I went, but I was chillin'
like Dylan all through training class and even on the
plane. Someone else must've possessed my soul that day;
there were two other people in the plane, and on the way
up, the girl kept her eyes closed as her lips constantly
moved (I supposed she was praying), and the guy kept his
eyes closed with his arms wrapped around himself. I stared
out the window with a goofy grin on my face. I still can't
believe that I was actully EXCITED and not terrified as I
hung on to the strut of the plane with my feet flapping in
the wind behind me loving the view from up there. How'
this for irrational--I still get light-headed looking down
from high places.
On a much stranger note, I have this quirky fear of my
toenails getting thick. I worked at a hospital for three
years, and I once laid eyes on an old man's toenails that
were thicker than ice cream sandwiches...those damned
toenails still haunt me. :~)
I, too, hate tall buildings. I went to the space needle in Las Vegas and nearly had a heart attack at the top. I also don't love to fly -- for the same reason. I, like most other people, also don't like snakes.
but I went sky diving to get over it and while i'm still a
bit scared it's not as bad.
When I was younger I used to have a real paranoia about
stepping on a crack with one foot and not stepping on
another crack with my other foot. If I had stepped on a
crack with say my left foot first, I then felt I had to
step on another crack with my right foot to first to even
things out. Then of course it was left again. And so it
continued. Upset my walking style but I kept up for
numerous years as long as I was conscious of the cracks.
actually my phobia is like, when stupid, idiotic, like
really dumb people,like such as yourself, like have to to
like us the freaking word 'like' in every pathetic phrase
which like gushes like vomit from their like mouths....sorry
actually my phobia is like, when stupid, idiotic, like
really dumb people,like such as yourself, like have to to
like us the freaking word 'like' in every pathetic phrase
which like gushes like vomit from their like mouths....sorry
actually my phobia is like, when stupid, idiotic, like
really dumb people,like such as yourself, like have to to
like us the freaking word 'like' in every pathetic phrase
which like gushes like vomit from their like mouths....sorry
in primary school for a while there was thing where if you
stepped on a crack it meant you were gay, or a girl or
something. led to a fair bit of dancing about anyway.
Swimming in deep water really freaks me out, especially in
the ocean when I can see the bottom way down there. I just
feel totally helpless, like a shark could get me, or a
current could pull me down, or whatever. I always try to
brave it and go anyway but I usually cut my snorkelling
adventures short because of it.
Double posters who call other people stupid scare the hell
out of me. By the by, B&B, I thought xenophobia was fear of
xenon.
My father was bitten by a Red Belly Black and my dog was
killed by a Tiger Snake - I've seen the little bastards up
close and tried to face my fears but to no avail. It's
strange - I'm not frightened of pythons - their heads are
shaped differently - it's just those little darlings with
fangs.
they just don't stick out as much. I fear being caught in one of those water slides. You know the ones that are like a big tube, and you slide down through the twists and turns. I fear getting stuck (although I am a slim thing) and drowning in there.
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I also fear getting hit by a car when crossing the road. Maybe it's because I've been hit a few times. Maybe someone was trying to hit me........................
good point - I guess I'm thinking more of the shape of the
mouth. When I was at school we had to do the bush walk
thang and they went into horrible detail (necessary) about
the position of the poison sacks etc for semi, poisoness and
deadly. We lived on a hill near a national park and the
little darlings used to come through the yard to get to the
water on the planes.
Regarding water slides - I always think of those stories
where they stick razor blades into the slide and shred
people to death - urban myth perhaps but makes my skin
crawl.
Why would someone be trying to hit you?