Irrational Fears Mark II
 

The last Irrational Fears thread got a bit hijacked by persons who will not be named but may well have included yours truly. So for ease of whatever, I've started a new one for people who do not wish to wade through piles of neo-theological philosophy. [I just made that phrase up - does it sound like I know what I'm talking about?]

In any case here is a link to the original thread http://www.oddworldforums.net/showth...1&page=1&pp=30
and here is my original introduction:

I really don't think a new one is neccessary. They stopped their offtopicness.

Not really. All the last page of posts are off-topic. Plus anyone who may want to contribute for the first time may be scared off by the rubbishness of the whole thing.

But to prevent this thread getting off-track, I'll just say that I'm really scared of insinkerators. Even when they're turned off I refuse to put my hand down one.

I'm scared of woodworks machines, that a piece of wood is going to fly out and rip my face apart :P

I have a fear that I may have started the rubbishnes of the whole thing.;)

I have a fear that all threads will turn into the same.

I have a most unusual fear...of sailboating.

I have a fear that someday I'll be watching The Ring again and the phone will ring after the movie ends and I'll pick it up and the voice will say "Seven days." Or that the creepy evil little girl will crawl out of MY televiso-gramomatic contraption and kill me. Brrr.

Yeah, I avoid horror movies cos for weeks afterwards I get paranoid that they'll come true, or some idiot is going to try and recreate it.

Do I hear a sequel coming on? "Scream 4! This time, the terror is REAL!!!"

Choking on a Lifesaver or other hard candy. Once a Lifesaver dissolved in my mouth until it was really thin and then it broke in two and both pieces slid down my throat and I couldn't breath and I think I would've died if my brother hadn't been in the room and gotten me a glass of water. And I'm always accidentally swallowing hard candies when they're still big and that hurts like heck.

I have a fear of being eaten by midgets.

Why? I dunno. BUT I DO.

I haven't watched the Exorcist for the sole reason that I've believed that the creators and some of the actors in the film died after its making. I'm still yet to get a friend to tell me the truth.

Alcar...

I'm afraid off ants, becouse i think they are yucki, and that i saw once saw a horror movie about them, where they ate a whole town :S

I also accidently put my foot on an ant-hill or whatever they're called, while i was barefooted. I guess you can imagine the results. I screamed like hell.

Me ? Bikes . First my mum tells me to go down a hill . What happens ? I get a handle bar in the belly . Then I was at a canal and a bike ran me over . I hate the things . Whenever I see one I have to go over the other side of the road or onto a safe spot

Yeah but it aint the bikes fualt, the your balance and gravity sklls.

Stop talking about horror movies, this thread is turning to be like the last as
Al the Glukkon predicted. Horror movies are not an irrational fear :fuzmad:

Yes they are . Beleive it or not some horror movies/games can have a scary , emotional effect on you . For days . At day you're not scared . At night though if you're alone then you imagine shit . Project Zero(Fatal Frame) most certainly affected me

That's what I['m trying to say, millions of people are scarred of them, so they're not irrational!

Being scared of horror movies is not irrational.However, being scared of flying dustbins is. Can you see the difference?

Flying Dustbins? I've seen one in a Hurricane :lol:

I mean dustbins with wings, being afraid of a hurricane blowing stuff about is not irrational, many people would be scared.

Arthropods. Doesn't matter how small they are, or how harmless. Insects, arachnids, little beach critters, anything with an exoskeleton (or the larva of something that will later have an exoskeleton) freaks the hell out of me. And that is an irrational fear. A lot of people might have phobias about insects and arachnids, but that doesn't make it any less irrational.

This might be partially caused by the fact that, living in the 'burbs, the few times I've come in contact with insects have been A) when I'm standing outside, minding my own business, and a bee suddenly buzzes deafeningly in my ear; B) when a spider decides that while I'm taking a shower is the best time to come out of hiding, preferrably by way of dropping onto my head; and C) the time I stood still on a hot summer's day in my driveway and, unbeknownst to me, perhaps three or four earwigs (or possibly centipedes) crawled up my roller blades and remained undetected until they were spread out across my arms, back, and legs.

EEK!! Oh god, the paranoia that movie creates is definitely credible because it actually involves the creepy girl coming through the television. I loved the movie when I saw it in the theater, but when I bought it (on vhs, which made it so much worse), Samara's(sp?) film starts playing... so I was like, "Agh! What if this is her real video and she's going to come out and kill me?!" My mom didn't understand that this wasn't the beginning of the actual movie, so she wouldn't let me fast-forward. I began to cry, and she yelled that I was making her miss it. So then she kept replaying it over and over because the more I cried, the more she "missed", and the more she replayed it, the more I cried. Such a traumatic cycle...

I'll tell you what scares the hell out of me. Spiders. Damnit, I hate spiders. And centipedes... especially the shorter ones with the longer, spindly legs and antennae.

Just the feeling of anything like a bug touching my skin freaks me out. Come to think of it, any unwelcome element, human or not, makes me jump.

I don't like to be touched.

I must be getting rusty. A quick response to that should come naturally for a bastard like me. And you left yourself wide open there, too.

So let's see... irrational fears, me? I have many rational ones, ones to be considered normal by everyday standards. Damnit, this is being troublesome. Ah, here we go. Should've been obvious. But, I'm constantly paranoid about people thinking I have bad breath. Despite the fact I eat, roughly anywhere from 2-8 Altoids an hour, depending on what class I'm in.

Wouldn't it be ironic if all the sugar from all those Altoids started rotting your teeth and giving you bad breath? Ha ha ha. That would be great.

I had the same fear, but just like two days ago I started using Listerine again and my teeth and breath have never been better. Mmmyep.

Continuing on from TheRaisin, I get a little scared every time I eat steamed bok choi because one time a piece slid down my throat and cut off my breathing. I was choking and signalling my family for help but they just thought I was being dramatic (guess I cried wolf one time too many, huh?). Eventually I had to reach down my throat and pull it out with my fingers.

A fear of ideas in a video game or horror movie are irrational if it is something that couldn't happen. Eg. living dolls. Just because it is feared by many people, doesn't make it an actual threat. Therefore it is irrational.

Everytime I enter a train I can't help but fear that it'll crash, or blow up. So I tend to choose the safest carriage to sit on :p

Alcar...

I know what you mean!

I really hate unwanted human contact. I totally flip at that. Which is a funny sight.

Mice and rats... evil little critters that they are - hate them, alot. Disgusting little things with those horribly long worm-like tales. Plus with all that disease they carry, they're definately not the safest things in my book. Once when our house was infested with them I spent all night awake cos I thought I could hear them scratching behind the walls. In the end it turned out that it was just my fan whirring around. I lost a night of sleep because of my fan!!!!!!!!!

I read about a weird one on the Straight Dope message board today. This one guy said he can't touch the word 'bee'. As in, he can say it or type it but once it is on his screen he can't bring himself to lift his finger and touch the word cos in his mind it feels all furry and gross.

....................

Does this guy also claim that he can see smells, hear colors and taste sounds? I laugh. That's the weirdest thing of which I've ever heard.

Do you know there is scientific research into people who see music and emotions as colours? Its one of the theories why some people claim to see auras.

My Aunt "Claims" she can see aura's and ghosts. In fact my mother heard the ghost that my aunt claimed to see or at least footsteps in an empty house.

My irrational fear is f*cking fantastic. Because, in a couple of weeks, if not f*cking days, it's going to come-the-f*ck-true. So...i need to vent.

So, i like this guy. Well, i say "like" i actually mean "love". And he doesn't know. Yeh? And this other guy likes the guy i'm in love with...and he's seeing him. And guess what little revelation came about tonight, children! The guy who's seeing the guy i love, actually loves him too!!

See...this is SO annoying! Like, beyond annoying. PAINFULLY ANNOYING! Because the following is going to happen -
They're going to end up loving each other and staying together for-f*cking-EVER!

Which, by the by, is also my irrational fear. I fear that they will be together forever. And they will f*cking love each other. And they will begin going out. And me? I will be left alone...crying...in the darkened room of the Asylum as my drugs begin to kick in.

Well...maybe the last part isn't the fear...more of an exaggeration from a strained mind. But i'm definatly afraid that they'll start loving each other forever.

Meh, maybe i deserve it. Probably do. Boooo to Karma!

*Walks away, vaguely vented*

Karma kicks ass!

Is this synesthesia of which you speak, N Dogg? I'm certainly familiar with it. But LSD has similar effects, hence my joke about the paranoid "can't touch the word 'bee'!" guy. One must admit, it's hilarious.

I would say my girl falling in love with some other guy isn't so much an irrational fear as a practically given eventuality. Perhaps the chances of this would be diminished if she had any idea of how I feel about her. I'll never have a chance unless I actually take the chance, but I want it to be perfect. Somehow, "Hey, I like you and if you give me a couple months I'm going to get really cut and handsome and you'll find me attractive and maybe wish to go out with me then?" just doesn't sound right. My fear of rejection and the social conditioning that's practically a mandate if you're an American has created the irrational fear in my mind that the party in the second part won't see beyond my outer appearance. This, of course, is bullshit. She's the most intelligent, sweetest, nonnjudgmental person I've ever known, and if she rejected me it would not be because of my appearance. But one self-realized truth can't outweigh a decade and a half of less than subliminal suggestion, and, alas, I can't get past the shortcomings of my physical form. I hope Weight Training will help.

Jacob, I feel your pain. Well not really. But I sympathize.

oh... O have an irrational fear... Injuries... If someone show an injury he/she had just got, i begin to feel dizzy and wanna puke... I can't even talk about it... YUK!

My brother can't stand the sight of his own blood, which is logical I guess. Conversely, I don't mind my blood but hate seeing anyone elses.