Phobias/Fears

Look, my parents are trying to get rid of him too, but for me, it isn't some rational fear. It’s a full-blown phobia. I’m physically incapable of killing him. It’s not like I don't care about him or think he doesn't deserve to live—honestly, I'm with you on that part—but the terror is indescribable. My heart just hammers against my ribs and the panic sets in. There aren't even words for it. 😢
You know what I mean?

Karen Brooks said:Look, my parents are trying to get rid of him too, but for me, it’s not just some rational fear—it’s a full-blown phobia. I physically can't bring myself to kill it.
Get what I'm saying?

Oh, sure, thanks for the comfort. That really helps.
It honestly breaks my heart seeing people slaughter helpless animals, as if they don't have a right to exist, too...

bloody sailor moon said:Ugh, honestly, I just got this sudden wave of nausea looking at that... please, no more... 😛

🙂

Man, I feel you 300% on this one.
Every single time I see something like that, my brain immediately puts me in that exact situation, and I swear I actually start feeling sick to my stomach—like I’m about to pass out or something.
And when it actually happens to me in real life? Well, then I’m definitely not just "feeling" it, I'm genuinely suffering.
I know it sounds totally ridiculous, but hey, what can you do? That's just how my brain works.

..I’m terrified of heights and spiders... they are easily my most loathsome creatures. I know I can be a bit intense, but my heart starts racing like crazy whenever I spot one.🙂

..And I don't have the luck some girls do, so my boyfriend ends up killing the spiders for me... because honestly, he refuses to kill any living thing. It takes me forever to finally talk him into it—we'll argue for half an hour and by then the spider has already crawled off to the other side of the room.😁 He just grabs a paper towel and carries it all the way to the window. Then I start overthinking and worrying that he might drop it... god, it's awful. I hate them. I can manage using the vacuum, that's fine. But there was this one at the beach once that I couldn't handle because I was certain I would pass out.😁

..Even if I wanted to get over my fear of spiders, it wouldn't work. I just find them repulsive. Maybe they feel the same about me, though I doubt it. It's true what they say, though—they always show up when you're most afraid. I actually had a nightmare once while my boyfriend and I were exploring a coastal island.😁

Heights make me panic—and needles? Even worse (they practically hunt me down in the lab whenever they need to draw blood)...😱 😱

This might sound a little out there to you guys:

I actually have a phobia of phone calls! 😲 😁

...lol, my mom does the same thing, but only when there's thunder outside 😂

fadedsailor932 said:...heights—total panic—and needles—even worse (they practically hunt me down in the lab whenever they need to draw blood)...😱 😱

Same here, I guess. 🙂

Rats... I can't stand rats.
Oh, and leeches... hate leeches too.

Karen Brooks said:A moth just flew right into me—gross, nocturnal little thing. 😱

God, that was nasty... 😱

Richard Perez4 said:If there isn't a safety railing, I am genuinely terrified of heights.
However, if there is any kind of barrier present, I can look down from the 20th floor without a single issue.

It is quite similar to what Elizabeth Ruiz2 mentioned....
I simply cannot bear to witness someone else suffering through gruesome injuries....
When it happens to me, I don't seem to find it as distressing, though I am unsure why.
I have dealt with an open arm fracture, a broken collarbone, several broken ribs, and I have even lost consciousness on a few occasions, yet I never found it difficult to observe my own injuries.
But seeing it happen to another person? It is absolutely out of the question.

I feel exactly the same way.🙄 😢 😱🙂

Elizabeth Ruiz2 said:..I am deathly afraid of spiders.. they are hands down the grossest creatures on the planet.. I know I can be pretty cynical, but my heart starts racing a mile a minute whenever I spot one..🙂

..and I’m not lucky enough to have a boyfriend who just goes out and kills them for me.. because my guy refuses to hurt anything, even after I spend half an hour badgering him to finally do it.. by then, the spider has already moved to a completely different zip code😁 so he just grabs a napkin and carries it all the way to the window. Then I start overthinking and worry it might have fallen or something.. god, I hate them.. killing them with a vacuum is probably the only acceptable way.. I remember being at a beach house once where there was one so big I wouldn't have dared touch it even if I wanted to😁

..and honestly, it's not even about "getting over" the fear.. I just find them fundamentally revolting. Maybe they feel the same about us, though I doubt it.. It's true what they say, though—they always seem to show up right when you're most terrified. I actually had a nightmare once while exploring a coastal island with my boyfriend, thinking one was lurking somewhere nearby.😁

I’m the same way; all bugs gross me out... especially spiders... actually, it's more pure fear than just being disgusted.......

Whenever a bug flies into my room, I’m basically reaching for the heavy artillery to take it out...... one time I actually refused to sleep in my own bedroom because I was convinced there was a bug in there (even though I hadn't actually seen anything)......

I just can't wrap my head around the idea of something flying around near me that could potentially crawl into my ear, nose, mouth, or any other orifice....😱 😁

stones 😱 kinda hairy/or whatever, fast too 😲 🙂

Every single kind of insect—though I suppose the ones that actually deserve our attention are the ones that strike the most fear into us. I won't even get started on those massive flying ants that kept me from sleeping in my own bed, forcing me to crash on an uncomfortable couch instead. Or the spiders—the kind that make your blood run cold. Back when I was young and reckless, I actually went toe-to-toe with a praying mantis. I haven't looked at them the same way since.

I think that’s where my neurosis stems from...

But there's no helping me; I just can't find peace without getting rid of them. I can't sleep soundly otherwise. I rely on Biokill—it does the job gently enough.😉

Then there's the heights and the fear of wires...

Honestly, I have just about every phobia under the sun.👍 they make life fun, don't they?😉

silentpuma9 said:I honestly can't wrap my head around the idea of something buzzing around my face that could just crawl right into my ear, nose, mouth, or any other opening I've got going on... 😱 😁

I was watching Discovery the other day—since I'm feeling pretty under the weather, I've basically been glued to the TV for a few days—and apparently, the average person swallows about nine spiders in their lifetime... while they sleep, no less!

But hey... we're only talking about spiders here...

I honestly can't stand moths. A huge one just flew into my room and is currently battering itself against the ceiling light. God, I hate that sound.😲

Reading through all this and seeing everyone’s endless list of phobias, I’ve come to one conclusion: I don't have any of them. 😁
My biggest fear? Honestly, it's probably just some stupid, catchy jingle getting stuck in my head so I end up humming it for the rest of the day. 😁
And maybe a little dread about trying to scrub a song out of my brain, only for it to fail and leave me staring at a screen that says more information required instead. 😠

Actually, let's be real—those aren't even phobias. I just hate them. 😂

Man, back in the day, I was absolutely terrified of the dark...

But now? Honestly, I don't think I have any specific phobias left over...

Except maybe that constant, nagging fear that I'm gonna be late for everything... seriously, all the time.

Starting today, I’m genuinely terrified I might lose my right arm 😢 or maybe just my hand if I’m lucky 😢

Aside from that, I actually like bugs and other tiny creatures, but I have this nagging fear that something might crawl into my ear while I sleep—mostly because I saw some creature in a movie burrow into someone and devour them from the inside out.

I once had some kind of butterfly flutter right into my ear, just beating its wings around inside my head... nothing to worry about, honestly. Don't be such babies 😵