sharks? really?
i guess im afraid of a UFO encounter lol. there have been nights where i've witnessed shit in the sky that didnt make any sense, but i just passed it off as no big deal. im sure it really was just my imagination
sharks? really?
i guess im afraid of a UFO encounter lol. there have been nights where i've witnessed shit in the sky that didnt make any sense, but i just passed it off as no big deal. im sure it really was just my imagination
Blowing my bad knee out permanently.
Add me to that group that gets antsy at heights too. I don't think it's the height that gets me rather the fear of falling from way up and hitting the ground.
Getting stuck in elevators..
It's not the fear of heights or falling for me, its the sudden stop.
being on a plane half asleep semi waking up to the plane being half destroyed by another plane colliding with it and the tail section being the only piece that's left whole to fall several thousand feet to certain death
Mushrooms or other fungi. I refuse to eat them, and don't even like touching them. Most of them are poisonous. To me, they are symbolic of death and decay and I want nothing to do with that.
Ticks. Once I find one, I just get super uneasy about any little tickle or light sensation on my body.
Heights, but only if I'm not strapped in.
I don't even like ski lifts without lap bars, but the ones that do have I don't even think about it.
Same with climbing, ropes courses, etc. no prob as long as I'm harnessed and all.
Cancer
Dying Alone
Dying Alone of Cancer
gotta be honest, i never had a tick problem. but that shit sounds more annoying than scary lol. BEDBUGS are wayyyy worse imo
If I ever had a run in with bedbugs I would be scarred for life(lolpun). Anything that is hard to completely wipe out like those or fleas makes me paranoid.
penile amputation
yeah lol. i had a run in with bedbugs when i was in ITT tech over in nashville a couple years back. they reproduce so fucking rapidly. it cost the dorm/hotel home like 2k for the exterminators to come and get rid of it, and it STILL wasnt 100% gone after. they had to sprinkle powder on the bed legs so that they would die when they tried to climb up to suck our blood lol
was scary man. i can remember laying in the tub and seeing bugs, 1 by 1 surface up. ugh
it took me about a 6 months to get REAL sleep again. it sucks waking up in the middle of the night feeling little bugs crawling on your chest and your body all over the place
cancer
I'd like to add, being paralyzed, especially from the waist up, or otherwise disabled/missing major limbs, blind, deaf in that order. Being deaf wouldnt be horrible, being blind I'd probably want to be dead.
I shouldn't have watched this movie when I was 6.
http://www.newline.com/cm_images/pr/..._critters3.jpg
The movie itself wasn't actually that scary, but what my mind turned that into left me jumping onto the bed from as far away as I could for years, the idea of something like one of those little fuckers sitting under the bed and taking off a foot really fucked me up.
I can't sleep with my feet hanging over the end of the bed, uncovered, and prefer to have dust ruffles and shit on couches/chairs, exposed achille's tendon + vivid childhood fear of rolling balls of teeth = nothx.
After putting on a shirt of fthe floor that was inside out, and noticing a brown recluse crawling towards my collar bone, I've been extra attentive about shaking the fuck out of anything I put on lately.
Not so much a fear of recluses themselves... no, it's a fear of this:
Spoilered, pretty much NSFL, recluse bite results:
Spoiler: show
Oh, I'm also a little unsettled that I can't think of any better explanation for this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEuaYp_OujM
Than this:http://www.terminally-incoherent.com...ercapture8.jpg
http://www.bloopwatch.org/thebloop.html
I have a china doll/mannequin phobia.. I wont burst into tears and run away if I see one, they just creep me out. My nana had this old mannequin in her hallway.. which was pointing.... fucking creepy shit. When I was 6ish, my brother hid behind it one night when I was going to brush my teeth, and he changed the arm it was pointing with... safe to say I didn't sleep that night.
Oh, and vagina.
Needles and being like my father.
Clowns...f'ing clowns.
Parents brought me to the circus when I was a kid, filled with clowns. One jumped out on me and made me cry. Then the week right after, the church youth group decided to have a slumber party and the movie?
It. Had to be f'ing It. And I was only 10 at the time.
Fuck.