Confession time: when was the last time you were scared like an irrational child would be? I’m not talking at the movies where the makers of The Ring work their magic on you, I’m talking about afterwards at home when you’re wierded out alone at night b/c of the movie. I’m not talking about if someone jumped out and scared you or pulled a prank, I’m talking when you pull a mental prank on yourself and feel creeped out, like ‘damn gotta get to bed- open the door- thank god- under the covers- almost there- whew!’
I’m a rational 20 year old man. I’ve just seen too many movies, I guess. I had one of those moments recently. Carl Jung and evolutionary traits my ass, an adult should be able to do anything that would creep out a kid and not be scared- dark attics, alone in a dark creepy place, etc. I’m not talking phobias, either- those are different. I’m talking irrational fear of the dark and/or otherwordly fiends.