|
|
Post by ambra on Jan 16, 2009 10:11:23 GMT
Everyone has at least one phobia. That one thing that makes you break out in a sweat, your heart race, and your adrenaline pump. I thought it would be interesting to explore what those things are.
Mine is heights. I can't go up more than three rungs on a ladder before my legs start to shake. If I'm in a hotel and I'm more than three, four floors up, I stay away from the windows. I also don't like glass elevators. What's weird is that while I hate heights, I love rollercoasters. The only explanation I can think of is the ride goes by so quickly, my brain doesn't have time to process how high I am. The only truly scary moment I've had on a rollercoaster was last summer when I went to Carowinds. I rode a coaster that puts the rider in a reclined position and the track is suspended so when the ride gets going, you're facing the ground. It's like being strapped in an easy chair, watching the ground rush up at you. Then when the ride came to a stop and was upright, we had to wait about three minutes to go into the bay; I was on the seat on the far right and when I turned my head, I could see the huge drop to the ground. I had to use every bit of self-control I had to keep from going into a panic.
So what about you guys?
|
|
|
|
Post by tipou on Jan 16, 2009 11:49:02 GMT
wonderful theme for a thread!
my phobias are the usual childhood/early-stephen-king phobias, the dark, open closet doors, the space under the bed...
once, danny asked me what was supposed to be under the bed, and, without cracking a smile, i said "a witch".
insects have been a problem, although, since i started gardening, it kind of dwindled down into a terror towards wasps. i have the worst nightmares about wasps. wasps make me cringe, i hate them, i turn into a wasp hitler if i have a can of Raid in my hands. they are useless and mean. they terrify me.
|
|
|
|
Post by rainy on Jan 16, 2009 12:18:04 GMT
Crowds I immediately tense up and I can't think straight. I start to shake and have to leave as fast as possible. Not all crowds do this to me. I can see a movie in a crowded theater or stand in a line at the bank when it is crowded with no problem..usually. It's when it is a noisy crowd that I really start to freak out and have get away. Just the sound of all of those voices, all at once, all around ME. *shudders* I don't like bugs either. I've gotten better with this one due to having a daughter who loves them...and reptiles...  |
|
|
|
Post by tipou on Jan 16, 2009 12:35:45 GMT
oh, crowds... yes, we also share that one... for me, it's the supermaket lol, no seriously, people shoving and pushing sheepishly, and the noise, it drives me crazy, i feel like i will explode - you had the correct expression, freak out!
|
|
|
|
Post by dirtygirldiva on Jan 16, 2009 16:56:06 GMT
Lake Bottoms.....I think I saw "Lake Placid" too many times, but lake bottoms really creep me out. When I was in high school I was a lifeguard. I volunteered at a Camp Fire day camp and they had a lake. Well my shades fell in and I decided to go after them. As I was diving down, it was murky, but at that last second before I reached the bottom, it all of the sudden cleared out and all I saw was branches and debris....freaked me out and I swam back to the surface screaming. I swear the branches looked like antlers from a deer or something. Reminded me of that scene in Dances With Wolves where he sees the dead deer in the lake behind his cabin. Of course my fear is perpetuated by movies like Lake Placid and Ghost Ship...Oh yeah, shipwrecks freak me out too...and the woods at night.
|
|
|
|
Post by tipou on Jan 16, 2009 21:33:12 GMT
shipwrecks? how?
|
|
|
|
Post by dirtygirldiva on Jan 16, 2009 21:43:10 GMT
same reasons as lake bottoms...
|
|
|
|
Post by peach on Jan 17, 2009 0:37:20 GMT
I am deathly affraid of spiders, always was. I'm no better now that I'm an adult, when I see one it doesn't matter the size my heart races and my palms get sweaty. Fast creatures those.
Before the movie Jaws came out I used to swim in the ocean all the time, no fears, just loved it, that all changed in 1975. I was one of those idiots waiting on line to see it, after reading the book, (boy was that a dumb idea) , I didn't go back in for another 13 years. We were going to Aruba on vacation and the pool was dreadful but the ocean was spectacular, I had no choice but to say the heck with it and went in. The best therapy in the world. Just do it. Now nothing stops me from swimming in it. Yet my fear of spider lingers and I fear it will always be with me.
|
|
|
|
Post by tipou on Jan 17, 2009 1:33:34 GMT
i used to be totally frightened of spiders. but once i saw one capturing a wasp, and that phobia was taken care of for good. i sssssoooooo hate wasps.
|
|
|
|
Post by ambra on Jan 17, 2009 1:35:19 GMT
Don't worry, peach. My dad is big, 6' tall 200lb plus guy and he's deathly afraid of spiders. Jaws also scared me away from the ocean and nearly drowning a couple of times from being knocked over by a wave didn't help my fear.
|
|
|
|
Post by peach on Jan 17, 2009 4:01:22 GMT
I don't feel so bad now. Thanks. : )
|
|
|
|
Post by dirtygirldiva on Jan 17, 2009 8:08:44 GMT
I got chased by a shark once, was fun. In Diego Garcia I was swimming in the lagoon and this reef shark was following me. Of course I flipped and swam for shore as fast as my legs could kick...but in retrospect he was probably just curious. Cute little bugger...kind of looked like this..  |
|
|
|
Post by miss october on Jan 21, 2009 1:25:11 GMT
ambra- I am the same as you when it comes to heights. I am just mortified of them!
Also, and this is really strange....but sometimes even high CEILINGS bother me. It's like heights, only reversed. They make me dizzy when I look up at them. When I was 5 years old I was in a gym with really high ceilings, and I fainted when I glanced up at the ceiling and realized how high it was (it shocked me, I guess!)
|
|
|
|
Post by Vittoria on Feb 8, 2009 20:58:31 GMT
Not much! Heights (as I get vertigo). ... bugs being in my apartment- don't mind if they are outside. If they're in the apartment, I fear them getting into my ears. If they're on the furniture somewhere I fear them getting into my clothes.
My family was very poor for a few years when I was a teenager and we lived in a rat and earwig infested house. The earwigs would get into my purse.... One day I was riding my bicycle qwhen one crawled out of my purse and startled me so bad it's a wonder I didn't fall off. Another time, an earwig got into my shorts and bit me on the arse. They would get into the phone book... be anywhere on the floor.... Yuck!
I love spiders unless they are in my bed... or on the ceiling about to drop onto my face while I'm in bed.
|
|
|
|
Post by lizap on Feb 9, 2009 0:25:59 GMT
The thought of getting up in front of an audience of any kind is the thing that undoes me. It's something I've managed to avoid almost completely as an adult, I guess because my few childhood experiences were so traumatic. I'd love to get over it somehow. I really admire performers just for the act of getting out there and performing.
Oh, and roaches. I grew up in Brooklyn, and our apartment complex had roaches. When our parents moved us from New York to rural Wisconsin when I was fourteen, my year-older sister and I would sit and lament the end of the world (as it seemed to us at the time), and we'd finish with, 'Oh, well . . . AT LEAST THERE ARE NO ROACHES!'
|
|
