Do you have any strange fears?

I also don't like those pressurized tubes of dough. I especially hate when you complete the wrapper peeling process and it STILL doesn't pop open so you have to force it by banging it on the counter or (even worse) poking it with a fork. *Shudder* You just never know when it's going to pop.

I go into a mild panic attack when my phone rings and I don't recognize the number. A million visions of bad news flash through my head... car wrecks, family in hospital, is my husband okay, where are my children, someone from work calling to yell at me, test results, I'm fired, someone's mad at me, I did something wrong, badnewsbadnewsbadnews.... ACK.

rounding the bases and finding a 'man' on third.

Strange fears? Maybe IDK I think they are pretty normal.

I am terrified of being stuck in a car while being trapped under water and not being able to get out. I can swim (used to teach, and speed swim and do synchro) and I think that plays into my fear of not being able to control the situation..


I am aslo very cautious in public washrooms. I am terrified that I will be using a stall and a clown will stick its head through the space between the floor and the door. Kind of like on Zombieland... but its been my fear since I was like 2 so yeah... theres that... Clowns in general terrify me - to the point I will viciously attack when they get close to me.. one poor clown ended up with a black eye from a 2 liter pop bottle once... I felt bad but I had asked him to go away 4 times.

Not being able to move my legs or extremities for whatever reason. Once I was in a tickle war with a friend and I got trapped under them for too long and just about bit a chunk out of their arm to get out. Seriously, I tried to tell them to let me up several times but they didn't so panic set in and CHOMP. I had an unexpected C-section with my last child and I was only mildly anxiety ridden when they started the meds because I couldn't feel anything below my upper stomach but THEN THEY TIED MY ARMS DOWN TOO!!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!! I kept having visions of some disaster occuring and everyone leaving me STRAPPED DOWN IN THE OR!! I love my son and he was already going to be the last one, but that experience cinched that decision irrevocably!

This is one of the little nuggetsoif info they tend to leave out during your pre-op discussions... if you even have time for one. I was so confused when they tied my arms down and I couldn't hold my son. Confused and angry! What a helpless feeling. That hour of recovery was the longest hour of my life.

Spiders (not so strange I guess) and going over bridges.

Also, it's not really a fear I guess, but I can't stand having the doors unlocked either at home or in my car. If I can't remember if I checked all the doors before I go to bed, I can't sleep and have to get up to check.

FEET!!!! I HATE FEET!

Someone gets there feet near me I tense up, If they don't have socks on I go into panic mode... The feel touch me I FREAK. I am talking scream, cry and move the farthest I can away from them. Family thinks it is funny to put their feet on me while in the car... I am trying to wedge myself against the dashboard and crawl in the area between the windsheild and dashboard. .

ahhh me too, even my own feet, i have to constently "ped egg" my feet because if they get ruff, i cant touch my own feet to even my leg or it freaks me out

I won't let my husband touch my feet. almost broke his nose once cause he thought it'd be funny to not only grab my foot, but try to tickle it.

Latex balloons... When I was in kindergarden my teacher told us that if one popped and you swallowed it you would die because it would adhere to your throat and the EMT's wouldnt be able to remove it in time. Needless to say scarred for life .....

Scared of German Shepards... No idea why...
I love dogs and have a doberman (Which people leave the dog park when we come in) He wouldnt hurt a flea.
But theres some kind of feeling I get when I see a German Shepard
And oh yea mice... OMG I will pack and leave if I where to see one.

EELS! Scared to death of eels!! I won't go swimming in anything but crystal clear water. If someone catches an eel when we go fishing I run screaming till they get it back in the water. They freak me out!!

Oh wow, where do I get started on this one?

I am claustrophobic. Not strange, that one is pretty common. I can't handle blankets over my head, closed in elevators, anything like that where I breathe in my own air. I also don't do insects, of any sort. Can't handle them.

The strange ones ... well, I have those too. I am scared to death of snowmen. They just weird me out. For some people it's clowns - snowmen are my equivalent.

Another one that is just strange - if there is something disgusting in a sink, I cannot drink water from the tap. I know one has absolutely nothing to do with the other, but it's this weird thing in my head. (Not that I actually drink tap water anymore particularly where I live where we have super hard water. But, still ... if there's a drain blockage, an extremely dirty sink, dishes in the sink, something defrosting, anything like that, I absolutely cannot bring myself to drink water from that tap.)

And since watching "Honey, I Shrunk The Kids," I have a fear of walking barefoot in the backyard for fear of stepping on a scorpion.

Yeah - I'm strange. I know.

Normal fears that I have... Fear of heights. Fear of confined spaces and being trapped. After being a passenger in a car that hit a deer on the interstate, I now can't be a passenger in a car without getting nervous and often very upset. I have to be the one driving and feel in control.

Weird fear... Sharks in swimming pools. No, seriously. I know there's no way it would ever happen, but if I'm completely alone and in a swimming pool, I'll start seeing shadows on the pool floor as sinister shapes and get freaked out that something's going to "get me". Sometimes I force myself to face it and sometimes I turn into a splashing jerking mess until I can get to a wall and pull myself out. I blame my babysitter for letting me watch Jaws when I was a little kid.

Oh, another one (not like there aren't a slew I'm not mentioning). Dismemberment. I had some pretty upsetting nightmares about it as a child, usually featuring my siblings. I watched Looper not too long ago and still haven't gotten over it. It's worst when I'm trying to get to sleep and my mind just plays it over and over until I feel nauseous.

And this isn't a fear, but just an oddity......I always feel off balance if something happens to my right side and not something equal or great on my left side. If I scratch my right arm, I have do it with more intensity to my left arm. If I'm driving and I hit a stick or a small hole, or even the paint on the road with the right tires, I HAVE to even out somehow.

I find that really interesting as I have a strange OCD habit, too. Since I was a kid, I've done things repetitively, and sometimes it just isn't "right" or I feel like something is unfinished unless I can repeat to my satisfaction. When I'd be in a car, I'd imagine the wheel was touching the road in every spot. Knowing that as it went around it touched wasn't enough. I had to imagine each area stopping and pressing down and then mentally rotate the wheel in my head and touch down a new spot. If the entire wheel didn't touch the road solidly in my mind then it was uneven and "wrong". I have issues with clicking my mouse now that I'm older. I'll have to click a certain place on the screen or a certain number of times until my finger feels like it's reached some kind of equilibrium. So strange.

I am claustrophobic. Not strange, that one is pretty common. I can't handle blankets over my head, closed in elevators, anything like that where I breathe in my own air. I also don't do insects, of any sort. Can't handle them.

Wow, you've just given me an epiphany. I hate having blankets over my head or being snuggled so close into my husband's chest that, like you said, I'm breathing my own air. He tries to reason with me that I have enough air but I literally feel like I can't breathe and will get upset. I never before made the connection to my fear of confinement.

Being in a car that I am not in control of. (I have a logical reason for that though.)

My main main fears are snakes and spiders.

I'm scared of most things, Anxiety does that to you.. Well, it does to me anyway :laugh:
But it's mainly small spaces and heights

I'm afraid of tall people. I'm 5ft and anyone over like 5ft 8inches scare me. Idk why but i get real nervous like they are going to step on me or something?! It's odd. At work there is a man who is like a giant maybe 6ft 4inches or so. I hate when he passes me in the hallway or if we are in a meeting together.

Pretty much all the elements.

WIND. I f****** hate high winds! Like when the wind picks up to the point where it's easily whipping trees left and right, and you can hear your house groan under the pressure and garbage cans are flying down the road. My heart leaps up to my throat, I stop breathing, and my whole body tenses up. I'm a small girl, so I have this ridiculous fear that the wind is just going to blow me away, or blow something into me. I think it stems from the one time my dad bought me a kite as a young child and took me out on a windy day to fly it. The feeling of the handles yanking up from the wind terrified me and till does to this day. This girl does not fly kites lol.

We rode out the tornado in Joplin, MO in 2011 in a house that was two blocks south of being completely levelled... worst day of my life. I have never been so frightened in all my life holding on to door handles to keep the doors from being sucked out the windows and taking us with them, both of my children huddled underneath me singing songs to keep calm. I don't mind most wind, but if the house makes even ONE BIT of noise because of it, it's enough to send us all into the closet with pillows. Omg.

When I still lived with my parents, our house got hit by a tornado losing much of the second level, and it took over a year for everything to get back to rights.

I was incredibly anxious about all storms until, two years later, I was at my parents and another small tornado landed, but dissipated so fast that only golfball size hail remained, which destroyed the back of the house, coated the yard, and nearly totaled my car.

I feel very "meh" about storms now.

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