I'm not afraid of hardly anything mentioned in this thread. I love heights, I love flying, I love driving fast, I like spiders (they make good prey for my cats).
I don't live in a big city, but whenever I go to a big city, I make a thing of it to getting access to the tallest rooftop possible before getting kicked out of the building. I love the elevator ride back down. I love looking out of plane windows at 16000m. I don't understand why anyone would be afraid of heights. It's awesome.
Location: America...Mexico, Canada, and Iceland seem nice though
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Re: Phobias
Also im scared of condoms rofl
Just like Carl from san andreas, when my friend and I were swimming in a lake, one got stuck to me. i was only 8... T_T i should try therapy rofl
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I have a fear of...*Sigh* don't laugh.Windows at nighttime...
See, when I was little, it was about 9:00 pm, and I was in the kitchen getting a glass of milk, and I looked over at the window we have in our kitchen to admire our neighbours flowers, and there was this man, crouched, staring through window, watching me, with no expression on his face, I screamed like a little girl, and my dad came in and saw that guy, so my dad grabbed a baseball bat and ran outside to catch him, but he took off.We never saw him again, but ever since that day, i've always been terrified that one day, i'll look through a window to see that face.That unmoving, emotionless face.Watching me.
I absolutely bloody love heights, more than anything.In fact, I don't like being on the ground, for some reason, I feel safe up high.
Zombies...Zombies were my biggest fear, It was so bad that I couldn't even go outside at night, or stay in a room alone.(Not a house alone, A ROOM) When outside at night, in a store, anywhere, My hands would shake, my eyes would dart around, my breathing would get heavy, fast and ragged, and i'd sweat profusely.I got over it a couple months ago thanks to Dead Rising (I don't know how don't ask), but still cannot go outside by myself at night, and I still (and probably will for a long time) get very uncomfortable and scared in a room by myself at night.This all happened because I made the HUGE mistake of watching Dawn of the Dead when I was...8, I think.It took away alot of opportunities for me.
As a defense for this fear, I developed the "Defense mechanism" I mentioned earlier.Whenever i'm scared, I become furious, enraged, a...Berserk sort of defense, if you will, and will attack anything I perceive as a threat that comes too close to me.Sort of like an animal, hm?This is bad in the sense that i'm capable of very violent things when angry.(Such as repeatedly slamming a boy my age's face into a metal pole when he struck my sister.)I hate this because I feel very guilty afterwards.
I don't know if you can really call this a phobia, as it's probably common, but I'm very scared of dying. Because I have no religion and no faith in anything spiritual, I believe that when you die, you're gone forever. No more seeing, hearing, touching, feeling, thinking. Nothing. Which is why I don't ever want to die. I don't want to just not exist any more. It's a scary thought.
Horribly, terribly, freakishly afraid of spiders. You really should see me if I accidently walk into a spider web. It's almost funny. I can't even watch a tv show about spiders. Thoroughly creeped out right now just thinking about those creepy little legs and...and...
*takes a deep breath*
Ok. Also slightly clausterphobic and I have a strange fear of being alone in a dark room...almost like someone is right behind me or something. I have no idea what that is about.
I had a nightmare last night, I was in what felt like nothing but a room made out of a suppressing hatred, a deep desire to hurt, a seething hatred for everything.I was in a suit of silver armor, with a hammer I bought (Steel head, solid Iron shaft with a leather grip) and my hair wasn't brown anymore, but rather a golden sort of blonde, my eyes had gone from olive to bright bright blue.It felt like I could hear, feel, and see the room kinda...Pulse around me, that hatred, that bloodlust trying to make it's way into my head.I stood up and whipped around, I can't remember why I did, and I saw myself.A perfect mirror, only much more evil looking.Instead of eyes, there were black pits that hurt to look into, my skin was pale and cracked, when I blinked it dissapeared.Then something jumped on me, it was overwhelming, pinning me down, I tried and tried to get it off, but then I was looking through it's eyes, and I saw myself slowly turning to what I look like as I write this, then my skin got pale, my eyes started to sink in, and as my skin started to crack and I began to scream, I woke up.I still can't stop thinking about it.It may not seem creepy or scary to you, but I can't stop shaking and my eyes are darting around the room.I've got my hammer in my lap and i'm pretty freaked out.
I'm afraid of things that spin: Yoyos, windchimes, kids toys that spin, signs at stores that are on a string, christmas ornaments that spin, pretty much everything except ceiling fans. Anyone else have this one? I don't know anyone else that has this and their is no name for it...
