Silly phobias that linger from childhood? Clowns are a given O_O

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I was just about to post almost the same thing. I had it happen! I never liked walking by doors when it was dark...when I was 13, thinking I was alone in the house, I was walking down the dark hallway to get to my room, when, while passing a slightly opened door, my brother, who was laying on the floor behind that slightly open door waiting for me to pass by, reached out from the darkness and grabbed my ankle (with his big boney hand). I wet my pants crying & he wet his laughing at his baby sister. Soon after that he developed a phobia about showers.
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Mine is bridges, too! When I was about 4, I had a nightmare that I was in the car with my family & my dad drove us off a bridge and into the river & we died. I'm 48 and still remember that nightmare as vividly as if I'd had it last week, and to this day, I panic going over bridges (doesn't matter who's driving). If it's a high/steep bridge, I've been known to hunker down in the back seat and do Lamaze breathing to keep myself from vomiting.
 
I am afraid of the dark. I refuse to go outside by myself, or even walk in the house when the lights are off. I have to many phobia's...lol. Any flying bugs, wasp, bee's, spider's, snake's dead or alive. My main one though is the dark. I have no clue why either. I won't look in my review mirror either when I am driving home at night, it just creeps me out.
 
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Me too. When I got laid off from my office job...I celebrated. I get so creeped out by being stuck in a little conference room with some snot-nosed 20-something in a suit and tie, trying to tell the OLD GAL how to think.
 
I too have the mirror in the dark fear.... because somebodys brothers friends cousins neighbor actually had bloody mary show up... also scared of the dark. i am 27 and sleep with a night light, some nights with the regular light if i am really anxious. I can't go outside in the dark. JUst ordered myself an auto coop door so that my dad doest have to come help me close up the animals. Its not that i am afraid somebody or an animal will get me its that someTHING will get me. Probably should not have read those dean koontz books. basements are a definate no no and I turned down a great rental oportunity because it had a basement. I have severe panic attacks and have been on meds in the past but hate the way that they make me feel. I am currenty in therapy doing behavior modification trying to overcome some of my fears but it is hard. One of the excersizes we do is talk through a scenario. i go into panic and the therapist trys to get me to overcome it. some days are better than others. I also had this weird feeling that one of my sons dolls was posesed and evil....i could not sleep. One day he wanted to take it to daycare and since it has been out of the house I can sleep. I aways tell people that humans have a primal fear of the dark for a reason........ I also believe that kids pick up on things more than adults so whan my son gets scared my panic level goes up.
 
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I've got a little sister who was deathly afraid of the werewolf under her bed. I was about 9 and she was 4 1/2 years old. Dad asked us to go to bed and I did, but I could hear her trying to make excuses. Knowing my job as a big brother, I tiptoed into her room slid under her bed and waited, and waited for probably an hour. I saw her little bare feet come scampering in very cautiously... She lined up square to the bed and slowly crept forward, trying to get close enough to be able to jump and still make it. Just as she took that breath to make the jump, I reached out and grabbed both of her legs and roared with all my heart!! She hovered about 4 inches off the ground swimming in mid-air in utter panic!! I hung on tight as she defied gravity and thrashed around like a condemned man in an electric chair that they forgot to fasten the straps. I finally had to let go 'cause I was laughing too hard and because she peed all over me! She fell back and landed on her hands and ran like an crab, up-side-down to the corner then hugged her knees and bawled streams of tears. Dad entered the room and in one swift motion pulled his belt off with his right hand grabbed me with the left and pulled me out from under the bed. He flung me toward the door to give me a head start and because he knew the belt would hurt more at full extension!

I don't remember much else about the spanking, other then that I deserved it. My sister has never been the same since. But I'm still laughing!
 

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