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Spiders, needles and getting ditched by my boyfriend. Maybe that's why I try to get him showing how much he cares about me. Doesn't have to be much. There's no need to call the flower delivery service 24/7 but one flower every once in a while would be nice. Is that old fashioned that I expect my boyfriend to get me a flower sometimes?

Widdi wrote:I'm terrified of talking on the telephone.

I have the same problem, but it could be hard for me to talk because of my Autism.

Also, I am afraid of bees.

balloons

Not exactly to see one, have one or even grab one...but when someone plays with one almost trying to burst it it just make me think "God please don't let hum burst it...at least near me"

I'm afraid of bees, as well, but I wouldn't dub that as irrational because my fear comes from being allergic to bee stings! Bee stings are my solitary allergy.

To this day, I'm still nervous of spider webs. Don't ask why. I don't know myself.

I have a very rational fear of the next female piece of art we see from Julian Carter.

Oh, and I don't like going on roller coasters and other things, I'm afraid of heights.

Disney Duster wrote:I have a very rational fear of the next female piece of art we see from Julian Carter.

You've seen Yzma!?

Come on! What do you think? I keep waiting for people to comment, but nobody's leaving any replies on the thread. It's frustrating.

I hate bees. And wasps. Or anything that can fly, buzz and sting. I've never even been stung before. I'm more afraid of wasps than bees though. I have nightmares about them.

I'm also scared of bridges. Of course, if you've ever seen the amount (and height) of bridges and highways in the Houston area, you'd be freaked out too.

Astera121 wrote:I hate bees. And wasps. Or anything that can fly, buzz and sting. I've never even been stung before. I'm more afraid of wasps than bees though. I have nightmares about them.

I'm also scared of bridges. Of course, if you've ever seen the amount (and height) of bridges and highways in the Houston area, you'd be freaked out too.

I too hate bees and wasps, except I can never truly tell the difference between them, and I HAVE been stung several times before. As such, I steer clear of them whenever I can, not just for my sake, but for the bees' in particular, too, since there are evidence of them in decline and I don't want to worsen the situation.

I have a terrible fear of bees. I am completely grossed out by them and I will freak out and start shaking if there is a bee near me. If I'm sitting outside at my table and a bee comes flying around, I will wait until it's, like, at the other end of the table then bolt like lightning into my house, where I then proceed to shake myself off and hug myself.

I am also petrified of my house. I know this is kind of sad, but I am afraid of my house, especially when I'm alone. My house isn't really that old, but I'm still so afraid of it. I don't often stay up late, but when I do, I almost always have to call a friend of mine so they can talk to me as I walk to my room. Then, once I'm in bed, I'm fine. But I need them to talk me through as I walk up the stairs, down the hallway, and into bed. It's the WORST when I wake up in the morning and I have to pee because then when I come out of the bathroom I have to, like, run and jump into my bed so I don't get eaten.

It's pretty sad.

Jasmine1022 wrote:It's the WORST when I wake up in the morning and I have to pee because then when I come out of the bathroom I have to, like, run and jump into my bed so I don't get eaten.

It's pretty sad.

Eaten by what? The toilet?

I think Jasmine means "eaten" by a monster or something.

But, of course, she's kidding.

PeterPanfan wrote:I think Jasmine means "eaten" by a monster or something.

But, of course, she's kidding.

I kinda figured that, especially since it happens in the morning, not at night.

Big Disney Fan wrote:Eaten by what? The toilet?

Oooh! The toilet becomes a monster! The flushing grows eyes and the toilet seat gets itself a jaw of razor sharp and rusty stainless steel teeth (the rust is intentional ... on being bitten by the toilet the victim is already doomed to die of tetanus). On being ingested by the toilet, the victim passes down the ... er ... oesophagus and down the U-bend to make friends with thousands of tiny micro-organisms who are only too happy to permeate one's outer layer and make themselves at home inside.

Amoeba: Oooh! Looks like a nice place. One kidney, with kitchen, bedroom and luxury bathroom. All sewage leeds to the Loop of Henle. Comfortable glomeruli on where to have a nap.

Price: 50 Mitochondria

Big Disney Fan wrote:

Jasmine1022 wrote:It's the WORST when I wake up in the morning and I have to pee because then when I come out of the bathroom I have to, like, run and jump into my bed so I don't get eaten.

It's pretty sad.

Eaten by what? The toilet?

No, no, not the toilet. By the creepy entity that resides in my walls and hits the walls really hard when no one else is around to hear it =( And that I'm always afraid will appear in the mirror in the bathroom when I turn the lights on.

When I was a year old, I dreamed there was a string that leaped out of the parlor fireplace and snapped its vicious jaws at me. It had teeth and eyes, mm-hm. As a one-year-old, I had yet to realize the differences between dreams and reality. I was terrified of setting foot in the parlor, and was constantly warning everyone else "You can't go in! There's a string in the fireplace!"
No one understood what I meant.
Finally, my grandmother said to my mother, "Just tell her you threw that string away." It worked.

At the time, and until reached the ripe old age of five, I was also afraid of a man I called my Uncle Eeek stabbing me whenever I left a fancy bathroom. In my own words, "My uncle will kill me! He's going to drive his weapons through my intestine and my brain! Uncle EEEK! Uncle EEEK! Uncle EEEK!" There was no Uncle Eeek, but to this day I promise you it wasn't lying on my part. I was scared and believed this man existed, waiting for me! You can imagine how much fun I was for my parents.

I've recently come to realize I probably have a strong case of agoraphobia, to the point where it interferes with my daily life. I used to think I was just really shy and self-conscious, but that doesn't even begin to explain the anxiety attacks I experience in certain situations. I stumbled across a list of symptoms a few weeks ago and was shocked when I realized I had most of them myself.

But finding this out explains a lot of things. One of the theories for its development is repeated exposure to anxiety-provoking events . . . heh, after what I went through in the past few years, that's certainly been the case for me. It's basically a fear of being in an unpredictable situation and may involve crowds, standing in line, being away from home alone, traveling, etc.

In the most severe cases, the sufferer is bound to their home, too afraid to leave. Luckily I'm not that bad, but it's made driving rather hellish ever since I moved (even though I used to absolutely love driving) and turns me into an emotional wreck over seemingly nothing. Most sufferers go out of their way to hide from or avoid the situations they find difficult, or have to suffer the panic attacks that often accompany them. And let me tell you, having to force myself through those situations has made me feel very helpless and even insane, and I can't spend all of my life going out of my way to avoid certain everyday situations.

I'm not feeling so insane now that I'm learning more, and I'm trying to look onto all of this with a positive light. And now that I have an idea of what's wrong, I can look into more productive ways of getting better (I have been getting better on my own, but the progress is very slow). It's been a little hard for me to talk about so maybe writing about it will help.

I have a fear of looking into small gaps, like on films when they look through the key whole, or a gap in the blinds. I always think someone's going to stab them in the eye . I try to avoid doing it when I can.

I have a fear of sleeping in the darkness. I always have a light on, because I think something I can't see will grab me while I'm laying there.

I also have to have some kind of noise when I'm asleep. That said, the TV is always on, and so is my fan (Unless it's winter, of course.)

It's hard to pinpoint one fear, because it seems like things affect me differently from day to day. Sometimes I get scared of the dark or spiders, but other times they don't bother me at all. I think the only one that stays constant is the fear of heights (typical).

Going with what Widdi said earlier in the thread, I also hate having to talk on the phone/call someone. I think it's because it's so hard to read someone just by their voice, I'm very visual and when I don't know what's going on I don't know how to respond very well.

And I always get scared walking down stairs into an empty room. I had to do that all the time at my grandmother's house as a child, and it still kind of freaks me out.