#phobias?

[brimbrimbrimbrim]

What is Low most afraid of?

Pop songs and anything remotely bad happening to Wrench.

[mrsalenko]

stupid actually irrational (i have some rational ones) phobias i have: the mailbox, checking the mailbox, anything having to deal with my mailbox (specifically mine) dead animals but not dead bodies, chickens of any type but especially baby ones and any kind of baby birds. i find them horrendous. especially dead baby birds of any kind. i would literally rather find a human. at least you can call someone to help bag them and not be laughed at. dead cats. would rather die than see one. (rational phobia that overrides these irrational ones is family member or friend death, obvs)

thing that is not a phobia but sets my every sensory nerve on fire and makes me want to hit people who do it: people with long nails scratching their clothing and it makes THAT noise like nails on chalkboards. never ever could stand if. my optometrist did it yesterday and i wondered if it would be okay to tell her to never fucking do that again and wear better material or cut her nails.

[tawaretsampleleftelbow]

So yesterday the first thing I spot on FB was one of those goddamned side articles (”trending”) about a woman who stuck her hand in a bag of grapes and was bitten by a BW spider. 

K. Tried really hard not to freak out. Avoided sugar all day. Avoided the garage. Stayed off FB in case anyone reposted it (the pic is an UNNECESSARILY ENORMOUS PIC OF ONE), and did my best to not think about it (except to tell my BF I won’t be buying grapes for a long long time).

Then I go to water my mint and stuck my arm through a spiderweb so thick it just bounced back... I KNOW, logically, this is not that kind of web and is more likely an orb spider but I felt like something bit me on the back (it could’ve been that I tweaked my back, squirming to get away from the web and into the house). Since then I’ve been itchy and feeling like something is crawling on me. I didn’t have a bite on my back, but spent the whole night checking my hair and clothes for spiders.

My boyfriend asked if I could throw in a load of clothes, so I did end up going in the garage, but noticed a pretty big spider MAKING A WEB ON THE DOOR, so I quickly threw the clothes in (wo taking my eyes off the spider) and ran inside and told him he had to get them out. Then it felt like things were crawling in my pants, so I took them off and shook them out and spent the evening scratching my legs (they are very sore today). (even when I went into my office- my happy place- I felt like things were crawling up my legs and couldn’t handle having my legs under the table).

Lastly, as I was laying in bed, waiting for my bf to power down his computer, I was playing on my phone (laying on my stomach so I could keep an eye on the corner of the bed in case a spider climbs up there), one fucking descends from the ceiling and lands on my phone, then ran off and up onto my pillow.

Spend the next half hour shaking the pillows, checking in my shirt, my hair, wiping the sheets off, and considering spraying the whole bed with Raid and just not sleeping. (I didn’t sleep for a couple nights once when I found one in my room). It was not easy to get to sleep but I think I wore myself out at this point.

I hope today I can calm the fuck down.

[d-agny]

Ugh, why does thunder scare me so much? And why has it thundered practically every night since I moved back to this ridiculous town?

[moonyfreakinglupin]

does anyone know if phobias can develop just kind of out of nowhere? before i moved out i never had such an extreme reaction to ants being near me at all, i wouldn’t say i liked them, but i more or less just didn’t really care. but since i moved out and ants started getting into our house, i get really really freaked out whenever they get near me. like, intensely freaked out. i start shaking, and i feel nauseous to the point of almost vomiting, and i start crying. the ants getting in our house are black ants, not red, so i know that, logically, they won’t hurt me. but knowing that doesn’t help. and it doesn’t help when we spray them, either. today we sprayed all of our windows and everything and when tristan sprayed my room he opened my window (which is right above my pillow, as in, my pillow touches the windowsill) and called for me, showed me the TONS OF ANTS RIGHT ABOVE MY FUCKING BED and i literally ran out of my room and i curled up on the couch in the living room and i was just freaking out. again, crying, shaking, i really almost threw up. i can’t even sleep in there tonight, i can barely go in there to grab cosplay materials. and then, later, i was sitting on the loveseat near the wall, and i turned around and noticed two ants on the wall, and i just froze. like idk what my problem is even, my parents’ house had a big ant problem and it never bothered me, it just started after i moved out. does anyone have any comments/ideas/questions/etc.?

[leporidaebunnicus-blog]

I’m insanely afraid of open water.

You will not get me in any kind of water that goes above my knees if I can’t see the bottom. I don’t even own a swim suit. The ocean freaks me out. Sea life is amazing, but oh my god the ocean itself terrifies me.

I don’t know if I have a phobia (thalassophobia in this case) per se.. but holy shit you couldn’t get me in the open ocean for all the tea in china.

[theirdarkreturning]

I’ve never been a fan of driving, always been a bit scared of driving, but I’ve never had this problem as a passenger before. It doesn’t matter who’s driving, though turnpike and highway are worse than local roads, and I loathe parking lots with a passion because I’m always terrified we’re going to hit something.

But the bigger problem is that this seems to have transferred to other transportation vehicles? Like, I was on a train the other day and it was similar.

And I’m going on a plane tomorrow and trying so hard not to think about it, I’m already a bundle of nerves due to this trip (however excited I may be), I really don’t need this too

And yet the thought has been creeping into my head for weeks and I can’t help it, I’m nervous even though I’ve never been nervous on a plane before. Hell, I love flying. Or at least I did? I’m not sure anymore.

This is really bad timing, I do not need the added stress right now, because I need sleep and I need no nightmares and trust me, I had vivid nightmares when I was in driver’s ed, my mind loves to fuck with me.