If you’re trying to sound like one of the voices in my head your not doing a very good job because I know they never leave me, that’s what so great about them.
Irrational fears?
I used to be afraid of demonic possession, but not so much anymore. Ironically, it stopped when I got out of that damnable Catholic high school I wasted my youth in.
Needles. I felt really bad back in September, because I wanted to donate blood, but I knew that once they got me in the chair I’d freak out and run off and that would be one less pint of blood that went to New York. I even lied to my mom this year and told her I got a flu shot (I couldn’t even walk in the room where they were giving them.)
Tidal waves. This one’s completely irrational, since I’ve never lived near a body of water. But sit me in front of some Discovery Channel special on tidal waves, and I’ll be whimpering and clutching a blanket and looking fearfully out the window within 15 minutes.
[slight hijack]
Oh yeah, and for all you people afraid of clowns, I’ve got a friend who once worked as an evil clown in a haunted house. A girl punched him in the face one night. When he told the older workers about it, they said “Yeah, every year the clown gets beat up. People hate clowns.”
Wasps. I hate, hate, hate them. For some reason, they always seem to chase me as I try to run away from them, and I end up screaming like a big girl’s blouse, much to the delight of others. But it’s not funny from where I’m standing. On many occasions, I’ve dragged the vacuum cleaner out at 3:00 am in order to get rid of a wasp, as I can’t settle until it’s dead and gone.
My absolute worst fear is that of losing my friends. Either by just falling out with them, or by losing them to worse means, it’s something I can’t even bear to think of. Without my friends, I cannot function, and I would give up everything I have in order to help them, if circumstances dictated so.
Being penniless is scary to me. The idea of losing my job, my home and everything I’ve ever worked for ranks up there with some of the worst things that could possibly happen to a person, in my opinion.
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*Originally posted by Kwyjibo *
**Clowns.
Don’t ask me why, I have no idea…I just am.
I break into a cold sweat and my heart starts racing whenever a clown comes my way.
ME TOO! i’m am absolutely terrified of clowns, to the point that when a mcdonald’s commercial comes on tv i change the channel. but as far as phobias go, clowns are relatively easy to avoid. i just stay away from carnivals, circuses, parades, children’s parties, etc. none of those things holds a lot of appeal for me anyway.
for some reason, people seem to think its funny that i’m afraid of clowns. i can’t tell you how many times my friends have pulled the dumb ass clown mask trick at halloween. i realize its irrational and silly and it probably stretches back to some ridicilous incident in my childhood, but i just can’t shake it. all i ask is that people leave me alone with it.
Horses. Horses and spiders. And heights.
Long stories, all.
Wasps, bees, hornets, yellow jackets…all nasty stingy things! I’ve been stung by a wasp and found out that I am extremely allergic to their venom. Since then, I am afraid of all of em!
Spiders and snakes. Creepy crawly, slithering, evil things!
German Shepherd Dogs. I got bitten by one as a child and have been terrified of em since.
Gasp! I may never leave home again! :eek: