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Snakes. I have actually been in a pet store, seen one, turned around and knocked down a fellow larger than myself as I made my way hastily to the door. All came out Ok though.
At the University of Memphis there was this girl working on her PhD in psychiatry. She wanted folks like me for a study. After spending time with her I still don't like them, but I am no longer a danger to people around me if I see one.
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I had been pulled out to sea by an undercurrent when I was 14. I was holding on to a raft with a young boy whom I was watching at the time. I was a good swimmer, but couldn't budge against the current. We were rescued by three swimmers and got to a jetty. Completely exhausted and bloodied by the jetty. Since that time the ocean freaked me out. How I overcame it, I joined the US Coast Guard Auxiliary and work on the water now.
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Wow...this is tough...I love spiders (the little jumping spider that lives around here is sort of my animal spirit guide), I've had rats for pets and love them...enough encounters with snakes while out fishing that they're just another part of the environment...had a creepy clown painting in my room when I was a kid but after the time working for the circus I'm over that...almost got struck by lightning once (just stood there in the rain looking up at the sky and yelled, "...missed me!"...talk about an adrenaline rush!).
Heights still get me...being on the roof a tall building has, as we say, "high pucker factor"...I've managed to supress it when I get access to some great spot to take a photo from, though.
I suppose the thought of the sun eventually burning out and all of this being gone forever is probably the creepiest thought of all.
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AA
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Bees. I hate bees. Though I'm getting better about the big fat honeybees around the new house. I no longer shriek and run, flailing about.
And heights. Sort of. If I can see the support under me, I'm fine, like looking over the top of a large wall. But if I'm on a shelf or something where I can't see the building from the top all the way down, (Like a lighthouse walk) I freak. I guess I'm more afraid of the ledge sliding off the building than the actual height, if that makes any sense.
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Flying Monkeys...
Seriously, I am no great fan of heights.
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Rodents...they are vile, disgusting, venomous, pleague-laden, flea-ridden, trash consuming, self-replicating, poop leaving, evil vermin who are truely trying to conquer the world. Remember, they killed 1/3 of Europe.
and heights...I'll never go on that Sky Bridge in the Grand Canyon.
...or the Chunnel, not going on a tunnel under 1000 feet of water either.
Also, waking up and find out I'm in France scares me.
"A sharp knife is nothing without a sharp eye"
-Koloth
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This one really made me think.I know I already anwsered it but upon more thought I discovered more about me.I cant stand loud sudden noises kills my nerves something terrible.Was so bad at one point when I would cheat at biscuits and use those canned ones Id have to get ex to open them because Id always jump and drop half in the floor.Quess Im as odd as that tinfoil lady lol.Who knows maybe I was shot in a past life or whent out with a boom.
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Heights freak me out, and i like rock climbing!
Spiders are freaky, but i just obliterate them.
people tail gaiting me at night, back fireing cars, people sneaking up on me, all that will make me jump, (comes with being in combat.)
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I'll second the dental drill. That is one naaaaassstty sound.
Spiders creep me out, if they aren't in an observable type environment, otherwise they're interesting. Tarantulas don't bother me so much though.
I'm actually thinking of buying one just for the sake of getting over arachnaphobia. I've known people who have owned them, and they have never had any issues with that. Neat.
Midterms and finals always instill a sense of fear in me, eventhough I have yet to do poorly on such an exam.
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 Originally Posted by auld argonian
...almost got struck by lightning once (just stood there in the rain looking up at the sky and yelled, "...missed me!"...talk about an adrenaline rush!).
Once, when I was in high school, I watched lightning strike the neighbor's dog. The dog happened to be about five feet away from me. I marched straight into the house and raided my dad's liquor cabinet for about two ounces of medicinal ethanol, Kentucky flavor. Yeah, it's an adrenaline rush, but I had the shakes for a month.
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