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Phobias

I don't really have any phobias, but there are a few things I really don't like.

Clowns are creepy. Not all clowns, but many clowns. I don't feel fear when I'm around them, but I do feel anxiety, and I could easily imagine a situation in which one might pester me enough to make me want to punch him. I don't think female clowns creep me out, but male clowns do. Maybe it's the guys who become clowns and not the clowns themselves. I've no idea. I like mimes, just not clowns.

Dolls can also be seriously creepy. Mainly only dolls in large numbers. Kristi's grandma had a whole room full of dolls, and I didn't feel comfortable in that room.

I don't like big centipedes. They are both ugly and too fast for something with a bite that is supposed to hurt that much. I had one in my tent in Madagascar (the kind with the blue antennae) and I couldn't catch him to get him out. I didn't like that at all since I wasn't sleeping on a cot. I adore large millipedes (they're so cute and lumbering), but really don't like large centipedes.
 
Here's a thread that I started on phobias in Nov or Dec...Then...what's your phobia? Phobias are definitely interesting...but I love to just take the words apart to figure out all of the Greek roots. (Yes, I'm a total languages geek...but you should hear my vocabulary! ;) )

There are things that I feel a bit paranoid about: a fire in my apt/building & not being there for my pets, mugged/robbed/raped (I used to walk home a lot at night from the train station while in grad school & I'd walk through some heavy gang/Gangster Disciples territory...), hitting someone with my car, my cats escaping...basically, anything where injury is caused to something/someone I care about or something happening to someone else, by my hand....that, and failure. I used to have anxiety attacks in school over it, despite being an A student...

Then, there are things that make me feel nauseous enough to creep the living jeebus out of me...box elder bugs, big spiders (though I'm ok with daddy longlegs...), cow tongue (I'm sorry, I just cannot eat it...), and I can add my beardie's poo to this list because it's just plain gross at all times. I've changed *a lot* of diapers containing a variety of colors, shapes, consistencies & smells and nothing compares to beardie poo. All that protein...it just floors me. Oh, and opossums...the Brazilian ones are cute, but the ones around me -- not cute. Naked mole rats aren't cute either.

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desertanimal said:
I don't like big centipedes. They are both ugly and too fast for something with a bite that is supposed to hurt that much.
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I lived in southern PA during my early childhood and I don't know how this would happen, but we'd occasionally have a centipede crawl out of our toilet...it was creepy. Maybe it wasn't crawling out of the toilet, but crawled up to the top of it, but either way, we always saw it around the rim/seat. Freaky. :sidestep:
 
Cegninedorf said:
There are things that I feel a bit paranoid about: a fire in my apt/building & not being there for my pets,
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That's a big one for me, its not really a phobia, but more of an OCD/panic disorder thing. Whenever I'm not home and I hear of a fire (or smell smoke) when I'm driving home, I kinda freak out. BBQs drive me NUTS in summer, because I'm home and I smell smoke. I have so many pets I don't know if I could get them all out in time, but I know I would go in after them. Especially the ferrets, dogs and cat- oh and my suggies. I'd make a good try for the snakes if I had time. Ahh, who am I kidding? I wouldn't stop until all my babies were safe. :) I also don't trust anyone to watch my pets when I travel. So I don't travel much. :rolleyes:
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BezilsGirl said:
Whenever I'm not home and I hear of a fire (or smell smoke) when I'm driving home, I kinda freak out.
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I'm bad about that, too. But I had a house burn down (we didn't live there yet) _and_ the replacement house got hit by a tornado, which I am also phobic about, I guess.

Stephanie mentioned clowns- creepy- and dolls. Also can be creepy. But what about ventriloquist dummies? Those are the worst!!!!!

Nanci
 
Nanci said:
But what about ventriloquist dummies? Those are the worst!!!!!

Nanci
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I shuddered just reading those two words! I have a few silly fears, but ventriloquist dummies are by far the worst. Just the thought of having one in my house or anywhere near me makes me want to cower behind the sofa with a rolling pin :eek1: I can't describe how much those things terrify me. I know it's just an object but..... eeeee :(
 
I'm afraid of spiders, bees and wasps(I'm allergic, but that's not why I'm scared), aliens(I know, I know), and eyes in the dark...I'd rather be met by a tiger in the light then a bunny's eyes in the dark(hey, never know what them eyes belong to!). And I don't know if there's a word for it, but I'm reverse claustrophobic. I LOVE small places but am deathly afraid of open spaces.
 
I got stung in the neck by some tiny bee a week ago, and there's still a welt.

I don't mind wasps if they mind their own business. Yesterday, when I got home, my turkey roaster that sits on my landing so I can wash my feet before I go in the house, that birds take baths in, that wasps drink out of, was empty, and the wasps were circling around it like "Please fill up our water supply!" I can't believe it, but I delayed working on my burrow so I could fill up the wasps' water dish...

Nanci
 
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