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It scares the hell out of me to think there is a possibility that there is NO major government cover ups or conspiracies. I am deeply comforted by the idea of a shadowy oligarchy of elder men in suits who control an army of faceless SWAT teams that enforce every aspect of American society and guide us, wordlessly, to a safer existence.
Primarily in the form of politics. Because if American politics are 100% real... Wow, we're really really fucked. I desperately hope it's all a show to calm everyone down and give the illusion of security, because most of the people who are able to vote, shouldn't be allowed to. They're uninformed and pig-headed. They generally lack concerns for REAL issues and instead opt to listen to distraction issues like flag burning.
Not to mention if there is a shadowy organization, bigger than the CIA or FBI, then they are working to be that many steps ahead of our enemies, which are a-plenty at the moment.
Primarily in the form of politics. Because if American politics are 100% real... Wow, we're really really fucked. I desperately hope it's all a show to calm everyone down and give the illusion of security, because most of the people who are able to vote, shouldn't be allowed to. They're uninformed and pig-headed. They generally lack concerns for REAL issues and instead opt to listen to distraction issues like flag burning.
Not to mention if there is a shadowy organization, bigger than the CIA or FBI, then they are working to be that many steps ahead of our enemies, which are a-plenty at the moment.
I think I get scared about my own stupidity. Only, sometimes I see myself doing something really really REALLY dumb, like, I dunno, accidentally jabbing a toothpick in my eye, and I just can't shake the feeling that I'll actually do it. I know I won't, but I still fear that I'll do it...
That and stuff going into my eye. I think it's a family thing, but the thought of ANYTHING going into my eye - even clean water - just makes me close my eyes. It's so bad, I can't physically make myself look up into a shower with my eyes open. With goggles on.
That and stuff going into my eye. I think it's a family thing, but the thought of ANYTHING going into my eye - even clean water - just makes me close my eyes. It's so bad, I can't physically make myself look up into a shower with my eyes open. With goggles on.
Wrapped to tightly in a blanket. I nearly smothered myself around the age of nine in a douve-y blanket. (I rolled myself up you would a slice of pizza to say). Never again.
Also, deep water. I think theres stuff down there. I nearly drowned at the age of 4 and its one of my earliest memories. Actually it's not so irrational considering what happened to me. But it's silly when you examine it without the knowledge. ^_^ I'm also a very strong swimmer now so, ya. I've nothing to fear anymore.
Moths.... creepy thing with wings that are annoying as Sarah Palin.
Also, deep water. I think theres stuff down there. I nearly drowned at the age of 4 and its one of my earliest memories. Actually it's not so irrational considering what happened to me. But it's silly when you examine it without the knowledge. ^_^ I'm also a very strong swimmer now so, ya. I've nothing to fear anymore.
Moths.... creepy thing with wings that are annoying as Sarah Palin.
Falling from heights. Specifically to my death, but falling in general. I love flying, climing trees and being on really high buildings/landforms. I really want to own an ultralight and go skydiving enough to be allowed to use a squirrel suit... but the thought of falling scares the everloving shit outta me.
As of late? Just a few days ago, I got super paranoid about signals from my laptop messing with my sperm, and maybe giving me cancer. My habit is to lay down with my laptop right on my lap, and I've been doing this daily for almost 3 years.
I'd appreciate it if someone would go ahead and tell me that it's bullshit.
I'd appreciate it if someone would go ahead and tell me that it's bullshit.
Mirrors.
And I may be slightly agoraphobic--I think that's the right phrase. I hate large groups of people and open spaces when mixed with groups of people.
And I may be slightly agoraphobic--I think that's the right phrase. I hate large groups of people and open spaces when mixed with groups of people.
Surgery. Very rarely does surgery go wrong but I still fear waking up worse off or waking up mid-surgery.
Being close to fences, high up or not. I have this strange feeling I will flip over it and snap my neck Happy Wheels style
Fuck. Spiders. Trust me, you are not alone here! Coming from a military guy, most people just stare at me when I tell them how shit scared of Spiders I am. Throughout basic training I constantly had the piss ripped out of me due to being a pansy around spiders and having the rest of my troop decide to put them fucking EVERYWHERE didn't help either.Gitty101 said:
A more rational fear, Grenades. I shit you not; I go white. It is THE most terrifying thing in the fucking world to hold and pull the pin on those bastards.
Wasps. They are like Phyrexian-ized Honeybees, turning a helpful innocent insect into a weaponized killer. the fur on the bees was replaced by Armor. Plus they sting multiple times.
I've got a whole list of fears:
Spiders
Loneliness
Failing/getting in situations where I could embarass myself
People I haven't met
People I don't know
Large groups of people
Being touched by people I haven't known long enough
Wasps (Bees are too stupid really. I kinda feel sorry for them and try to guide them outside)
Probably snakes/scorpions/ anything in Australia (I WILL NEVER GO TO AUSTRALIA or anywhere with lots of stuff that can kill me. I am a big chicken)
Death
Aggression. I don't like it. I try to avoid confronting people because other people yelling at me makes me freeze up and get defensive.
Furbys
Creepy Dolls
Heights
Being by myself at night (I get incredibly unsettled. Especially if there are groups of people around)
Spiders
Loneliness
Failing/getting in situations where I could embarass myself
People I haven't met
People I don't know
Large groups of people
Being touched by people I haven't known long enough
Wasps (Bees are too stupid really. I kinda feel sorry for them and try to guide them outside)
Probably snakes/scorpions/ anything in Australia (I WILL NEVER GO TO AUSTRALIA or anywhere with lots of stuff that can kill me. I am a big chicken)
Death
Aggression. I don't like it. I try to avoid confronting people because other people yelling at me makes me freeze up and get defensive.
Furbys
Creepy Dolls
Heights
Being by myself at night (I get incredibly unsettled. Especially if there are groups of people around)
I know that feeling. A lot of people don't quite understand it since everyone has it at some level.canadamus_prime said:
But I know for myself it can be almost a paralysing fear. It takes a huge amount to get me to do something I feel I'll fail at. I'd rather not try at all. I know it's backwards but I can't stop myself.
And humiliation... I feel I'll change people's views of me permanently and will never be able to have friends thanks to it. Thus leading to the next bit.
I'm also scared to be helpless, specifically that I will put myself into the state. It will probably never happen, but I'm still terrified of it happening.
Well for me I first recognized my fear of being helpless only just a couple of years ago when I was in college, although I'm pretty sure I've always had it; but it was when I was trying to follow along in class and I'd fall behind for whatever reason, either the computer wouldn't cooperate or I just couldn't find the right menu option (it was a course in Multimedia BTW) or something else would go wrong and of course the instructor would just keep plowing on ahead and if I couldn't get help right away I'd get almost panic attack level anxiety.J-meMalone said:
centipedes. im never calm around one. hell, some of them eat the brains of animals they kill. and they kill these animals by suffocation of course. something like this:
is more terrifying than anything else on earth.
is more terrifying than anything else on earth.
Let's see here: Fear of getting cut, fear of getting burnt and fear of mannequins.
Okay, the first two have a story. When I was young, I accidentally broke a window and a large shard of glass flew into my forearm and naturally it quite bled a lot and I have a scar on that spot still. The scar seems to have shrunk after these very numerous years, though. Note that I am not scared of getting cut when preparing food or doing other stuff with sharp objects, but rather the concept of intentionally cutting myself. For example like when hunters cut their hand open to get blood scent to a trap.
Then we have the burning incident, or incidents rather. When I was about 2 or 3 years old, I was in my grandfather's kitchen in Finland. There they had a space between a cupboard and a refrigerator which I decided to stand between. While I was there, I accidentally yanked a cable leading to a coffee percolator which then got stuck between my back and the cupboard. A boiling hot percolator and coffee pouring down, you get the point. Effectively half of my back had second or third degree burns. Then years after that, when I was a few years older, I was going to the sauna in which my grandfather was holding a big scoop of water, you know those with several liters of capacity, and it was filled with boiling water. He accidentally got bumped into by either me or my brother, and he ended up dropping the entire contents of the scoop onto my back which again suffered quite bad burns. Since then, I have been afraid of getting burned.
And then I'm scared of mannequins because they are just freaking scary. Every time, in the back of my head, I think about the plastic human-like figures starting to move, grabbing me when I get close or some shit. They land right in the uncanny valley for me, and actually got my heart beating pretty good during the mannequin sequence in Condemned 2.
TL;DR - I am scared of getting cut and burned because of previous injuries, I am scared of mannequins because they're scary.
Okay, the first two have a story. When I was young, I accidentally broke a window and a large shard of glass flew into my forearm and naturally it quite bled a lot and I have a scar on that spot still. The scar seems to have shrunk after these very numerous years, though. Note that I am not scared of getting cut when preparing food or doing other stuff with sharp objects, but rather the concept of intentionally cutting myself. For example like when hunters cut their hand open to get blood scent to a trap.
Then we have the burning incident, or incidents rather. When I was about 2 or 3 years old, I was in my grandfather's kitchen in Finland. There they had a space between a cupboard and a refrigerator which I decided to stand between. While I was there, I accidentally yanked a cable leading to a coffee percolator which then got stuck between my back and the cupboard. A boiling hot percolator and coffee pouring down, you get the point. Effectively half of my back had second or third degree burns. Then years after that, when I was a few years older, I was going to the sauna in which my grandfather was holding a big scoop of water, you know those with several liters of capacity, and it was filled with boiling water. He accidentally got bumped into by either me or my brother, and he ended up dropping the entire contents of the scoop onto my back which again suffered quite bad burns. Since then, I have been afraid of getting burned.
And then I'm scared of mannequins because they are just freaking scary. Every time, in the back of my head, I think about the plastic human-like figures starting to move, grabbing me when I get close or some shit. They land right in the uncanny valley for me, and actually got my heart beating pretty good during the mannequin sequence in Condemned 2.
TL;DR - I am scared of getting cut and burned because of previous injuries, I am scared of mannequins because they're scary.
Fish, god damn fish.
If anything I can give way that my fear of fish is the cause to my swimming ability.
If anything I can give way that my fear of fish is the cause to my swimming ability.
