Your Weird Phobias?
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I thought it was just me! I can deal with spiders most of the time but slugs? Hell no. They freak me out.the silence said:
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My fears include:
1. Having my hair cut (I have had several nightmares about this)
2. Tooth decay
3. Paralysis
4. Isolation
5. Transphobic harassment/assault
Oh yeah, needles.
Last time, I took 15 steps afterwards, vision started going, and had to sit down on the ground. Had to grab onto a wall to guide me because I wasn't sure exactly where down was.
Last time, I took 15 steps afterwards, vision started going, and had to sit down on the ground. Had to grab onto a wall to guide me because I wasn't sure exactly where down was.
You've made a big part of the phobias here seem smaller. Damn, die choking on a pair of tits... can you imagine how many people would say things like "Oh, he probably died happy".AccursedTheory said:
But you really think the night would end up bad for the nutt hitting lady? I mean, she knocked two guys, at best, those two idiots would get a week worth of swollen balls.
Cows and bulls? Mine's bows and culls. I have a panic attack whenever I have to tie my laces or the badger population gets too high.Colour Scientist said:
I swapped the letters around and it's hilarious.
Touching paper after I get my hands wet. It's like nails on a chalkboard (surprisingly not a huge problem for me.)
Also Dystychiphobia. I'm terrified I'm going to accidentally hurt someone. I think it's partly because I want people to like me, and I don't want to blow it.
Also, maybe they just did a good job, because I don't know if I could fit it into a category, but that
Also Dystychiphobia. I'm terrified I'm going to accidentally hurt someone. I think it's partly because I want people to like me, and I don't want to blow it.
Also, maybe they just did a good job, because I don't know if I could fit it into a category, but that
tentacle sewer boss made me VERY uneasy. I watched Pat play it and got pretty squeamish.
Don't worry about it. It is funny.Toejam said:
I can't really say.DanteRL said:
For all I know, everything I saw that night was as it seemed initially - 2 dudes and a girl drinking, and that it. And the girl was a loon, drunk or not. However, I've never seen anyone react to alcohol like she was, before or since, and even though she was the Nut Buster Supreme, I'm still glad I was the last one to leave.
It was, one way or another, a very, very bad situation.
I actually got shot out of a storm drain once by flash flooding when I was a kid.Starbird said:
Not that that has anything to do with phobias. It was just a fun day.
Cicadas. I got swarmed by whole bunch of them when I was a kid and I've never been the same around them. Even now that I know they're literally harmless and suicidally stupid, they scare the piss out of me
Yeah I have this same issue, thanks to a few nature films about sharks filmed at night, and the sharks just glided in from the darkness behind the divers. Creeped me the fuck out.Starbird said:
I also have a slight case of claustrophobia, I think mainly because of my height. If I try to wedge myself into a tight spot, I can easily get pinned, and over the last few years, this bothers me more and more.
Yeah, I had a little bit of that...not sure if I still do.Happyninja42 said:
Odd thing was, I didn't know about it until it hit. I was hiding under a bed as part of some silly kid thing, and then it hit me (think because I couldn't roll over or something). Would have thought I'd be scared going in.
Because of this, maybe I still am and don't know it.
I'm afraid of tall metallic structures like cranes. Get really anxious walking around them. Or those fancy big wind-power..things. The big fans. They make me really uneasy.
People weaker than me.
This is not a joke.
Anyone who's seen my picture knows that I'm black. I'm also 6'2 and I work out as much as I play video games. Society is taught to fear me, even though I'm a giant geek.
And society has made it well known to me that if anyone says anything about me, society will believe everyone else but me. I just had to be near an incident and the police decide to stop me and see if I'm apart of it. I once got stopped because a bunch of illegal immigrants got into a fight and I happened to be there.
All the illegal immigrants only spoke spanish. I took german in high school. Still was detained and had my info taken.
During a fight with an Ex in montreal, I misdialed my home area code (914) and instead hit 911. Quick lesson, if you do dial 911, stay on the line! Explain the deal. I didn't. I just hung up and twenty minutes later, there were the cops. I explained the situation, and the cops showing due diligence asked follow up questions. It was made clear to me since we were fighting and if they were called down there again, someone was going to go to jail and it was going to be me. Doesn't matter that there was no physical to it at all, if someone was going to pay or be arrested, it wouldn't be the little chinese girl.
Yes. That's how it was explained to me.
I was 'lucky' enough to be randomly selected for an additional search many times during the early 2000's because my parents just happened to give me a Muslim name. I was raised Christian. It got to the point that the second I heard 'You've', I finished their speech for them while I opened up my bag again and took off my shoes.
By the way, that's embarrassing. Everyone stares at you.
An old woman was calling for help in manhattan (back in the 90's were purse snatching was still a thing). When my friend and I turned a corner, we saw her on the floor. I ran to her side to first ask her if she had any injuries before helping her up. My friend started to run back from where we came to find a police officer. As soon as the elderly lady who was calling for help told me that she felt like she could get up, I was slammed and restrained against a wall by a bunch of teens honestly trying to do the right thing. However, when I and the lady told them that I wasn't the guy who stole the purse, the teens thought she was confused and didn't listen to me.
When my friend brought the cops, even the cops thought it was me. Even when my friend told them that I was with him and that I stayed to look after her. Even when the woman (who was helped up by one of the teens) told them that I didn't do it. They questioned the woman for five minutes while the other cop made sure I didn't go anywhere. Like if she knew what month it was, who was the president, where was she going, where did she live. That one was a twofer. They treated her like she must be senile if she didn't recognize I was the attacker, and they treated me like I had to be the attacker.
That one was also a special case where the cops told me it's good that I wanted to be a good citizen and protect my fellow New Yorkers... but don't be insulted if this will continue to happen when I do because... you know.
Fast Forward to a few weeks ago when I went to the police station because someone left their debit card at the Citibank I go to. I drive to my police station and flag down a driving patrol cop to hand him the card. A cop picked up my wallet a few weeks prior to this, so I wanted to repay the cosmic goodness. I'm in the passenger window, giving my information (voluntarily for a change) and another patrol car comes up behind us. This new cop comes out of the car and starts to undo his gun hostler snap. So, my immediate thought was "Oh, great. I'm going to be shot because I didn't learn my lesson a decade and a half ago", but the other cop that I was talking to waved him off.
I understand other people are trying to do their due diligence and what not, but I also understand people's due diligence usually corresponds with preconceived notions and biases. There are a multitude of other things, but they all lead me to the same conclusion.
If anyone weaker, or God forbid, whiter points to me and says "That's him. He did it", with today's culture on racial edge, that will probably be the last sentence directed to me that I'll ever hear. No matter if I did or not.
This is not a joke.
Anyone who's seen my picture knows that I'm black. I'm also 6'2 and I work out as much as I play video games. Society is taught to fear me, even though I'm a giant geek.
And society has made it well known to me that if anyone says anything about me, society will believe everyone else but me. I just had to be near an incident and the police decide to stop me and see if I'm apart of it. I once got stopped because a bunch of illegal immigrants got into a fight and I happened to be there.
All the illegal immigrants only spoke spanish. I took german in high school. Still was detained and had my info taken.
During a fight with an Ex in montreal, I misdialed my home area code (914) and instead hit 911. Quick lesson, if you do dial 911, stay on the line! Explain the deal. I didn't. I just hung up and twenty minutes later, there were the cops. I explained the situation, and the cops showing due diligence asked follow up questions. It was made clear to me since we were fighting and if they were called down there again, someone was going to go to jail and it was going to be me. Doesn't matter that there was no physical to it at all, if someone was going to pay or be arrested, it wouldn't be the little chinese girl.
Yes. That's how it was explained to me.
I was 'lucky' enough to be randomly selected for an additional search many times during the early 2000's because my parents just happened to give me a Muslim name. I was raised Christian. It got to the point that the second I heard 'You've', I finished their speech for them while I opened up my bag again and took off my shoes.
By the way, that's embarrassing. Everyone stares at you.
An old woman was calling for help in manhattan (back in the 90's were purse snatching was still a thing). When my friend and I turned a corner, we saw her on the floor. I ran to her side to first ask her if she had any injuries before helping her up. My friend started to run back from where we came to find a police officer. As soon as the elderly lady who was calling for help told me that she felt like she could get up, I was slammed and restrained against a wall by a bunch of teens honestly trying to do the right thing. However, when I and the lady told them that I wasn't the guy who stole the purse, the teens thought she was confused and didn't listen to me.
When my friend brought the cops, even the cops thought it was me. Even when my friend told them that I was with him and that I stayed to look after her. Even when the woman (who was helped up by one of the teens) told them that I didn't do it. They questioned the woman for five minutes while the other cop made sure I didn't go anywhere. Like if she knew what month it was, who was the president, where was she going, where did she live. That one was a twofer. They treated her like she must be senile if she didn't recognize I was the attacker, and they treated me like I had to be the attacker.
That one was also a special case where the cops told me it's good that I wanted to be a good citizen and protect my fellow New Yorkers... but don't be insulted if this will continue to happen when I do because... you know.
Fast Forward to a few weeks ago when I went to the police station because someone left their debit card at the Citibank I go to. I drive to my police station and flag down a driving patrol cop to hand him the card. A cop picked up my wallet a few weeks prior to this, so I wanted to repay the cosmic goodness. I'm in the passenger window, giving my information (voluntarily for a change) and another patrol car comes up behind us. This new cop comes out of the car and starts to undo his gun hostler snap. So, my immediate thought was "Oh, great. I'm going to be shot because I didn't learn my lesson a decade and a half ago", but the other cop that I was talking to waved him off.
I understand other people are trying to do their due diligence and what not, but I also understand people's due diligence usually corresponds with preconceived notions and biases. There are a multitude of other things, but they all lead me to the same conclusion.
If anyone weaker, or God forbid, whiter points to me and says "That's him. He did it", with today's culture on racial edge, that will probably be the last sentence directed to me that I'll ever hear. No matter if I did or not.