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Finally... => General Discussion => Topic started by: Pathos on May 07, 2010, 10:49:39 pm
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So, yes, let's hear your fears that are irrational, silly or just plain stupid!
The ones of mine I can think of at the moment:-
- Having an insect land on my private parts whilst I'm sleeping. This terrifies me and I do not know why. I don't mind insects the rest of the time. I don't mean I don't mind them landing on my private parts. You know what I mean.
- Having my feet out from under the quilt / off the edge of the bed. I suppose it's the difference between heat and cool air over my body, but still this horrifies me.
- Not being able to see a part of my room from my bed. I hate not being able to shift over a bit and see everything.
And yours, ladies and gentledwarves?
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The same with not being able to see my room. Also, at nighttime, not being able to see every conceivable way to get behind me. I must know that behind me is secure.
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Well I easily panic by the knowledge alone that there is a bee/wasp/hornet/whateverthatpanfullystings near me.
Also needles, no not needles but the kind that doctors use. Just watching someone poke a needle on someone on tv makes me shiver.
And heights, I can handle a certain height but from there on my phobia kicks in. (Altough I am not afraid of flying, aslong as I am safely inside a plane or something.)
Hmm.. there are probably more but I don't remember them.
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Let's see... I have an irrational fear of being caught with my hands covered in red paint, but only because of the irony.
Also, a pen exploding on a test I'm taking. (not an ink explosion.)
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- Having my feet out from under the quilt / off the edge of the bed. I suppose it's the difference between heat and cool air over my body, but still this horrifies me.
Dude, that's the best way to sleep.
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I don't really have any irrational fears, i do have a fairly strong rational fear of spiders; which is mostly because i live in Australia and if you don't have a rational fear of spiders in Australia you have an extremely short life expectancy.
Other than that, my imagination is somewhat overactive and tends to conjure all kinds of fantastic things lurking in the dark, but i actually enjoy being in the dark, so yeah.
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When I was very young I had an irrational fear of the Dark while outside.
When I was a little older I had a slightly less, but still pretty irrational fear of the Coyotes and Boars that might lurk in the dark.
Even today I get a little shiver down my spine taking out the trash at night. Hearing howling doesn't help much either.
Also, this isn't so much a fear, but at one point I was unable to go to sleep if there was even a tiny bit of light visible in my room. I'd have to shove clothes under the doors, draw the blinds, turn my computer off, and hide the alarm under a pillow to get any sleep.
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I have a very specific height fear modifier: Can I reach/get to somewhere above a great height? Say there is a window before me with a glass door to a foot-wide ledge. Even if the door is locked I would be terrified, as that ledge is technically accessible to somebody. Or a hanging object above a hundred foot drop. Terrifies me.
I used to have a fear of sharp objects and somehow fumbling with them, but I got over that when I got my swiss. And then subsequent Sweetass Knife.
But what terrifies me most of all would be causing pain to somebody I love. Like, I have distinct memories of leaving crap on the floor as a kid and my mother walking over it, sometimes cutting her feet. Goddam, this is perhaps the reason behind the old knife fear.
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I used to have an irrational fear of being stung by wasps, but that was overcome by living in a house that was constantly besieged by wasps. I got to see just easy they are to destroy.
I do have an irrational fear of many arthropods, especially spiders. Not for anything having to do with stings or bites or whatever. Bug faces just creep me the fuck out, with all those eyes and mandibles and shit. Ergo, the bigger and closer the insect, the creepier they are.
There's other little things that do cross my mind at the moment I'm presented with them, like fire or sharp objects or whatever. I wouldn't call them irrational, because they come and go and don't follow me around. I certainly can't think of them at the moment.
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sharp objects
Ah this reminds me of another irrational fear.
My younger brother (the oldest one of them) tend to wave his hands around when he is talking.
Imagine him doing that in the kitchen, while holding a sharp kinfe.
I'm sure he was just takeing a slice of bread or something, but as paranid as I am..
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When I was little, I was terrified of heights and got horrible, almost to the point of vomiting vertigo.
I got over it by forcing myself to go on rollercoasters (the wooden kind, they're the best).
I also had nightmares about Pyramid Head.
I don't currently have any fear things, but I am nervous around venomous things and having my back open.
Carrying my guitar on my back whenever I'm at school is almost a security blanket thing.
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I had a serious fear of zombies. At one stage it got so bad i had to have barricades near every door/window in my house so i could quickly fit them in an emergency. Makeshift weapons in every room, trapped garden etc. I've got over the worst now but its still in the back of my mind.
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I can't think of anything I would call irrational. I have a fear of heights but that seems perfectly rational. I don't like bugs but I grew up where all the bugs are poisonous and bitey. I am a bit paranoid, but then again I've got the scars to prove that not being alert can be a very bad thing. I'll get back to you on this.
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Getting blood drawn from me. Now, I can handle the pain of getting the syringe in me, however, I can feel my blood get pulled out of me. Even worse, I can still feel the points I've been drawn from or had an IV poked in. Thinking about it just made me remember the points again. *shudder*
But yeah, it has gotten to the point that I can monitor my consciousness moments before I faint. Not out of fear, but the feeling that takes place. Of course, I think what makes my fainting almost comedic is how blazae I am about it. It would go as simply as: "Okay, that was painful... And now I can't stay upright... okay, now I'm blacking out, get me some water. Down in 3, 2, 1..." *faint*
Of course, I get myself in position so I don't drop like a bag of hammers, and minimize injury/speed up recovery.
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When I was younger I had an irrational fear of ghosts. So my dad made me watch Ghostbusters. I learned two things that day:
1) Ghosts aren't that scary, as long as you know who to call.
2) Sci-fi is awesome.
However, to this day I cannot stand the sight of a centipede.
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I can't take medication that comes in pill/tablet form. I've tried to, so many times. It's always resulted in me nearly choking and then coughing it back up. Chewing is usually what I'll resort to, but some tablets that aren't meant to be chewed -- I have to go without.
I don't have an issue with injections or liquid medicine, so here's hoping if ever I need to take medication due to serious problems it'll be delivered via syringe.
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Oh, I also have a horrible fear of TOUCHING MY OWN WRISTS IN CASE THE VEINS BURST OUT QQ
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I'm afraid of perceiving things as far and close at the same time. I had a nightmare where I went to a modern art show and someone had a statue that was made like that. Scared me horribly. ._.
I'm also am afraid of sleeping without a blanket. Even if it is really hot, I just have it across my chest.
Also, being unable to move my limbs makes me panic. :\
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Oh, I also have a horrible fear of TOUCHING MY OWN WRISTS IN CASE THE VEINS BURST OUT QQ
You may secretly be an emo :P
I must say, most of these fears aren't really irrational at all; they're perfectly rational fears that are just a little out of place in modern society.
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You may secretly be an emo :P
I must say, most of these fears aren't really irrational at all; they're perfectly rational fears that are just a little out of place in modern society.
They're irrational as there's little danger to us from them in modern society. That's what makes them irrational. Also, this:-
I'm afraid of perceiving things as far and close at the same time. I had a nightmare where I went to a modern art show and someone had a statue that was made like that. Scared me horribly. ._.
Reminded me of this. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25N-4zrk390)
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I have an irrational fear of people I don't know.
I also have an irrational fear of heights, but only in videogames.
I can stand at the edge of a roof of a 5 storey building with no railing just fine, but this (http://soniccenter.org/maps/s2za1.png) just freezes me up on the under sections
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Bugs, especially when I'm sleeping.
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- Having my feet out from under the quilt / off the edge of the bed. I suppose it's the difference between heat and cool air over my body, but still this horrifies me.
- Not being able to see a part of my room from my bed. I hate not being able to shift over a bit and see everything.
We are kindred spirits.
Anyway:
-any and all illegal drugs. Yes, absolutely all of them. It's debatable whether this is irrational or not, but only because pot is on that list.
-oh, and zombies. Yeah, I know. They freak the fuck out of me. ONE BITE AND THAT'S IT.
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I've always been afraid that if any part of my body other than my head sticks out of the covers, I will be taken by shadow, so I guess I am similar, as well.
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I *think* I can possibly trump everyone in this thread so far.
I have a fairly strong irrational fear of plant roots. The fear depends largely on their proximity, size, structure and occupied volume, but suffice it to say that I don't like going too close to any large fully-exposed (as in I could stick my hand under/into it) section of roots. I don't mind touching them too much with my feet if I am wearing shoes, but generally the more sensory nerve endings in a section of my body then the less I will be willing to touch roots with it. If the roots are liable to move under my weight/contact pressure, then I will absolutely not want to touch them. Smaller plant roots are not too bad (less than 0.5 mm diameter), but anything larger will creep me out. More tangled structures of roots are also scarier.
Also I don't like dead insects touching me, but I guess that is fairly normal in comparison. I actually quite like live ones, but dead ones are disconcerting.
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Is it because of all of those horror stories wherein people are grabbed by roots and buried alive/choked to death? I can see that one.
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syringes, syringes, syringes.
totally afraid of them, without any rational reason. even during the worst illness, as long as I can move I will try to escape and, failing that, cry.( quite embarrassing at my age). I just wish I fainted , so that I could get vaccines and blood analyses more easily.
while the smallest syringe needle can panic me, sewing needles don't have any effect luckily. I regularly get hit by sewing needles ( accidentally of course) when repairing things, but beside the pain it is not a problem, while after an injection, or even sight of a syringe that I know is going to be used on me, I feel so weak I can barely walk.
Also, heights. Not so much irrational however, since if there is a railing I can usually get over it. This is helped by the fact that I like watching the world from above. If there is no railing and a big fall, however, then I wouldn't be able to get near the edge in any other way other than crawling. The closer I get to the railing-less edge , the more the world seem to be tilting toward the edge itself. obviously very uncomfortable when standing.
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I have a horrible fear of going down stairs
Its not the height its just that i might trip and break my neck
I think it started when i saw a twilight zone where a dad was trying to get rid of his daghters talking doll and one night when he gets up he walks down the stairs and trips on the doll and dies.
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I have a horrible fear of going down stairs
Its not the height its just that i might trip and break my neck
I think it started when i saw a twilight zone where a dad was trying to get rid of his daghters talking doll and one night when he gets up he walks down the stairs and trips on the doll and dies.
Oh, man, I know stairs are going to kill me, one day. But this might be justified because I'm ridiculously clumsy and have a habit of falling down stairs and injuring myself.
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Hallways, I HATE hallways. I don't like the fact that they're essential rectangular tubes. Every time I see one, I always imagine someone I don't want to see on the other end, and even worse, I imagine them running at me. This is bad because in a hallway, you can't dodge sideways, you can only run directly away if no doors are available.
Also, whenever I stand near a bed, I always imagine something from underneath the bed grabbing my ankles. I've developed a habit of leaping onto the bed from roughly five feet away just because of this.
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I have a horrible fear of going down stairs
Its not the height its just that i might trip and break my neck
I think it started when i saw a twilight zone where a dad was trying to get rid of his daghters talking doll and one night when he gets up he walks down the stairs and trips on the doll and dies.
TOLD YOU ABAUT THE STAIRS BRO
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I have a horrible fear of going down stairs
Its not the height its just that i might trip and break my neck
I think it started when i saw a twilight zone where a dad was trying to get rid of his daghters talking doll and one night when he gets up he walks down the stairs and trips on the doll and dies.
That's the best one, man.
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Flying insects. Especially around the face. I've gotten better, but I will still react disproportionately.
Heights are no problem whatsoever. I've been rappelling, I've gone up and seen the view from the Empire State Building, the Pearl TV Tower, etc.
I occasionally will have the one about something grabbing me from under the bed (reinforced as an adult by watching The Sixth Sense) but not often.
Now, when I was a kid you entered our house through the basement, which was always poorly lit, and climbed up a rickety set of open wooden stairs, with a big dark pile of assorted junk under the stairs. Yeah, now THAT was hell because you just knew something was waiting to grab your legs and pull you through the stairs and OM NOM NOM TASTY....
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ya i pretty much dont even touch open stairs
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I have cringe moments concerning eye surgery where someone has to stick a needle straight into your pupil while you're conscious and watching the whole thing. Don't go near my eyes, man. It took some willpower to get used to eyedrops. I'm sure contacts wouldn't be a problem, but I'd have to get used to it.
Downer moment: I have irrational anxiety of being in people's attention. I personally love being focused on, but there's some cranial clockwork that associates performances with passing out because of one time, which I can't seem to knock off. Upper moment: It's much better now than before. Strangely, when there is no anxiety, I have an extremely heightened awareness and can pull off huge stunts with the right people/crowd watching.
I also hate wooden spoons with a passion. They just....don't feel right. It's a texture thing. I think it's the scraping in a pan feeling, as I'm fine with chopsticks and items with wooden hilts, just not spatulas and spoons.
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Downer moment: I have irrational anxiety of being in people's attention. I personally love being focused on, but there's some cranial clockwork that associates performances with passing out because of one time, which I can't seem to knock off. Upper moment: It's much better now than before. Strangely, when there is no anxiety, I have an extremely heightened awareness and can pull off huge stunts with the right people/crowd watching.
I have a similar case, I don't miund chatting with people, but I can't talk to anyone making direct eye contact with them. In a way, it feels I can see their soul (and like a sniper,I fear they can see mine), and decipher them on the spot. You want a snap judgment easy, look directly in the eyes of the person you're talking to.
It doesn't help I work in a job that requires eye contact with customers. Fortunately for me, I find ways around it. Thank goodness I'm *easily* distracted.
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There's definitely an art to it. A (female) friend and I showed just how intense eyestaring can be by trying different things while doing it, making the reaction completely different with each thing associated with it. Tilting the head down makes you look either really serious with a straight mouth, and really creepy/devious with a smile. Normal head tiltage was the most emotionally intense (not in a loving way, just a general intensity), smiling gives you a huge advantage in a position of power to the starer, and an unsettling sense of vulnerability to the staree. Tilting back gives a sense of, 'your move', and tilting back and smiling give a sense of 'I won', or 'I made a smelly'