Spiders, small things that fly, and the fact that I will die.
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Mould. It's wierd, I know. I've managed to get over most of my childhood germophobias but the sight of a mouldy object is enough to turn my stomach.
I'm less scared of death than of living with injury or loss of limb. There are a series of posters up in the main central train station in Melbourne this month about workplace injuries that show absolutely horrific photos. I have to scurry up the tunnel with my eyes pointed down. |
Blech. I like the original better.
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Sexy dances.... I can't do them... They scare me shitless. I'm serious.
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My fears?
1. Sounds in an open area that I'm alone in. I hate being in a forest and hearing the crunching of a branch or something. Thereafter I begin to see things that aren't really there. For example if a bird moves I think it's a knife flying through the air about to kill me. 2. Assasination. No idea why but the thought scares the shit out of me. At times when I'm alone I find myself thinking Scaramanga or someone is going to shoot me with the golden gun or whatever. 3. Blinking. Sounds insane but sometimes when I blink I expect there to be like Scream or something behind me. This is especially true with places like bathrooms. 4. Going to the bathroom. Every now and again I have the feeling that while my back is turned then a withlike charactor is about to inject one of those injecty thingies. I think I got this from a picture film about rats or something. At one point it shows one being injected. I found this scene incredibley creepy. 5. Dark hallways. This is kinda obvious although it's more of a minor fear unless I've recently either seen a new movie or played a new game. The first time I played Doom (1 or 2 years ago.) I kept thinking a cyberdemon was waiting or something. Childish, maybe. Scary, yes! 6. Making mistakes. I hate doing this. That's why I usually sort of follow suit after people. But if it's opinion oriented I don't care. The end. That's pretty much it. Except spiders. They're fine dead or far away but they just get a little too close for comfort at about 1 foot or so. |
You need to stop watching TV, going to the movies and generally overstimulating yourself.
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oh yea... This was worse in the past(I think I'm slowly getting over it), but I used to be really really scared of closing my eyes in the bathroom while showering...
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Nay... More like black, creepy samara-type person.
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EDIT: Fuck me. I shouldn't post at 3 in the morning.
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I watched The Ring 1 and 2 with my girlfriend a while back and it has this really creepy sound in the background everytime something happens with the TV or the well or anything (It's the whisteling noise in the back of the music, you'll know it when you hear it). Anyway after we watched my gf was already terrified of the movie and anything related to it, mirrors, tv's, darkness, ect. But to make matters worse I kept whistling that creepy tune and it completely freaked her out XD.
The Ring and movies like that are quite mentally breaking though, they keep you in suspense for hours, sometimes even days after you watched them. When I was playing F.E.A.R with a friend we were playing in turns, having to switch each time we reached a checkpoint. And at some point we were actually fighting over who had to play because we just knew that the upcoming bit was going to be a scare level and neither of us wanted to be behind the screen when it happened. But all fine and dandy we get through the game a bit more, it's gets lateish, 2 at night lateish and we have the cool idea to turn of the lights while playing. That lasted for about two minutes and we turned them back on. Best part was when my friend was playing and walking down this corridor, this really long corridor with windows on either side which you couldn't see through. Walking, walking, walking and then about half way a corpse comes flying through one of the windows and my friend just had a near heartattack and bounced all the way to the other side of the room. I've never laughed so hard in my life. Funny thing is, when he decided to go home that evening at around 3AM, the streetlights weren't working. |
cemetries , heights (which i am beginning to control) , Dogs ( even the baby dogs that can't even bark) , roaches.
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Off the top of my head, what comes to mind is:
other people's saliva, touching me in a fashion that is not tongue to tongue with a girl. And pretty much just the sight of other people spitting somewhere that isn't grass. What pisses me off most is my friend who feels compelled to spit after each drag of a cigarette, so long as we're on concrete. Parking lot, garage or cramped balcony, he spits constantly. It's like a landmine I have to avoid. I think this all stems from an event about 4 years ago, where I put the shit from my pockets at the sideline while playing dodgeball with a bunch of friends. I went to go pick up my shit, and someone had spit without looking and hit my tin of mints. It way grossed me out. |
Whats with smoking and spitting anyway? I don't smoke so I dunno. Someone explain because I'm also always dancing around the spit when I walk from my school entrance to the gas station to get some food. It's disgusting to see all that stuff on the ground :S.
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I question that too. I smoke, but I only ever really spit while smoking if it's to get a bunch of phlegm out of my throat. From what I can tell, some people just don't want to swallow with the taste of cigarettes in their mouth. Bunch of pussies, I say.
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Wannabe smokers, I say. Hate people like that.
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One of my everyday phobias is about wasps, bees and other insects which are partly yellow and can fly. I guess this one goes back to the time when I stepped on a wasp with bare foot. Neither of us enjoyed the experience.
I used to be afraid of spiders, but I'm OK with them now. I don't know why, I guess it just wore away. Heights. I get that weird feeling when I look down from a certain height. You want to back up from the railing, to look away, yet for some reason, you can't do it so easily. Parasites. Fictional or otherwise (probably reason for not seeing the Alien movies, though I'm starting to reconsider). Being used by a lifeform and then devoured from inside/getting torn up is not my idea of fun. And those gaming moments when my predictions are true ("...someone 'round the corner, maybe?", "BOOM, here I am!", falling off from chair, etc.). |
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Powdery stuff. I can't walk on dry sand with bare feet without felling uncomfortable and I can't walk on that powdery type of cement without shoes.
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I love the taste of cigarettes, and I've never come across someone who constantly spits while smoking.
Anyhoo, I have an irrational fear of needles. Alcar... |
I find all these organism phobias to be utterly alien to me.
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I wouldn't strictly call this a phobia, but if it's late when I get home, after I take a shower or stay up late reading a book, I become convinced someone has broken in upstairs and killed everyone, and is coming down to check for other people. Which means I am usually too afraid to open the door to hall, where he'd see me, attack, and beat me to death with his baseball bat.
I need to man up. |
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Needles for me too, only I don't so much fear them as cannot stand them. Same with things in my eyes. couldn't wear contact lenses whatever people say about them being easy to use. I used to be afraid of rabbits when one bit me while I was stroking it, despite being told it wouldn't bite. I was 4, was scared of rabbtis till I was 6 or 7. I get paranoid about people being in the house or whatever at times, but I think thats not so much a phobia as general paranoia. So, discounting paranoia and things I really really just don't like, my only real fear is rabid dogs. No idea why. But I'd rather take on a guy with a knife than a rabid dog. I think its the knowledge that a rabid dog will just not stop, ever, until you or it is dead. Yet I'm not afraid of the idea of real zombies, or of serial killers (for instance the Leatherface/Jason/Michael Myers type) either. EDIT: Oh, another not-fear but hatehatehate, the sound or feel of scratching on surfaces like marble, concrete, blackboard etc. |
I abhor needles. I can not and will not abide them.
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