Phobias...(pain in the ass)

[Nardpuncher]

If you don't like spiders then don't watch my video of the one in my bathroom last year!

[yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzqM0cI3ro4[/yt]

 

[Cheapjack]

Someone right next to me's just farted.

 

[RoJoHen]

Someone right next to me's just farted.

That sounds totally relevant.

 

[Shazam!]

I don't have any phobias. All of my fears are perfectly rational.

 

[Tora Ziyal]

As for heights, anything that's potentially unstable (for example, a ladder) or that's exposed triggers my phobia.

Oh, yeah! I'll go two steps up on a step ladder, that's it.

I don't think I have any true phobias... sure, heights bother me a little (especially if I'm not restrained) and I don't much care for spiders or other traditional fears. But it doesn't affect me to the degree that it becomes crippling or I actively avoid situations that could potentially cause the fear.

Good point. I don't think any of mine are, either.

Heights are the closest. But there's no place I really have to go that I can't deal w/. Now if they pass a law saying that homeowners can't hire contractors to repair their roofs, I'll be in big trouble.

 

[Nardpuncher]

Someone right next to me's just farted.

That sounds totally relevant.

"The spiders are barking" is a slang term for farting. That was the name of my video.

 

[RoJoHen]

This is a term I have never heard.

 

[RoJoHen]

The best thing for vomiting is Emetrol. It's a syrup you can get at most drug stores, and it does wonders. It eases even the most severe nausea in 15 minutes flat. One spoonful of that and you are good to go!

But sometimes your body needs to vomit! It doesn't vomit just for the hell of it. It vomits because it has something inside it that it desperately wants to get out.

Have you never had dry heaves? When your body still tries to vomit even though there's nothing left? If not, you're lucky!

Remember when I said I never have dry heaves? Well, obviously, when I woke up today I spent 45 minutes in the bathroom dry heaving!

I think I have food poisoning.

 

[Mary Ann]

Like several of you I have a wicked fear of heights in exposed places, but am fine on a plane and had few issues on the observation deck of the CN Tower in Toronto (OK, I couldn't make myself walk over the glass walkway, but neither could most other people there). On a ladder or a balcony, however, virtigo kicks in and I have a strong sensation of falling. Even if I see other people on high ladders I get that falling sensation. The corker is that I'm 5'2"/157cm, and being such a shortass means I often have to use ladders or stand on chairs to reach things.

 

[Miss Chicken]

I have a phobia about having people, especially men, I don't know in my house or even on my property. This causes problems when I need to call an electrician, plumber etc. I usually have to get one of my sons to deal with it.

I know exactly why the phobia developed. My ex-husband was a violent man. One day we had a blocked drain and we had to call the plumber. My husband phoned them and after he did he left the house for about 3 hours. The plumbers came they quickly fixed it and I had no problems with them being in the house. When my husband came back he asked me if the drain was unblocked. I said yes. He asked me to run him a bath which I did. After I told him the bath was ready, he accused me of "having it off" with the plumbers when he was out. When I denied this he dragged me into the bathroom and held my head under the bath water. When I had struggled a bit he pulled me out and told me I had to admit the truth. Once again I denied it, so he pushed me under again and kept me under a bit longer this time. He kept doing this until I 'admitted the truth' and when I 'admitted the truth' he bashed me.

As a result I became very scared to let any man in the house and, though my ex-husband left a few months after this incident I have never overcome the anxiety despite the fact that I haven't seen my ex-husband for more than 25 years.

 

[TorontoTrekker]

Like several of you I have a wicked fear of heights in exposed places, but am fine on a plane and had few issues on the observation deck of the CN Tower in Toronto (OK, I couldn't make myself walk over the glass walkway, but neither could most other people there).

So I guess I shouldn't show you these photos?

My ex was a but nervous about it too, but I encouraged him. I couldn't get him to stand on the glass, despite the fact that it's strong enough to support an elephant (seriously, that's what they claim).

Oh, and here's the view of the ground from where we were:

As I said earlier, though, I was fine because I was inside, in a structure that's perfectly stable (okay, it wobbles a bit in high winds, but it's unnoticeable).

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

^ Unrealistic though it may be, I always associate "wobble" with "might fall over". Especially when I lived in St. Louis and would go up in the arch. You can feel that sucker wobble. And since it curves out over the water...

 

[Tora Ziyal]

I have a phobia about having people, especially men, I don't know in my house or even on my property. This causes problems when I need to call an electrician, plumber etc. I usually have to get one of my sons to deal with it.

I know exactly why the phobia developed....

Yikes, I'm glad to hear he's your ex.

I have a hard time letting men into my place to do work now, too, just since I was attacked.

 

[StolenThunder]

I work in a hospital so noro's basically an occupational hazard. I had noro last year. Horrendous.

 

[SilentP]

^ Unrealistic though it may be, I always associate "wobble" with "might fall over".

I sympathise with that feeling. A couple of years back when I was working on the 5th floor of my building, there was a day with incredibly strong winds (strong enough that aircraft coming in to land at Heathrow airport were visibly slowed by it), and I began to feel a small sway in the building. My instinctive reaction (though not at all helpful)was to grab my desk. Must've looked very wierd to my co-workers.

I'm scared of heights, to a degree, it only seems to manifest when I'm near or in a tall structure, but it doesnt seem a problem when I'm in an aircraft. I guess with a building, the windows/floors gives a distinct reference as to how high you actually are.

 

[Nardpuncher]

^ Unrealistic though it may be, I always associate "wobble" with "might fall over". Especially when I lived in St. Louis and would go up in the arch. You can feel that sucker wobble. And since it curves out over the water...

But that would an opportunity of a lifetime if you were one of the poor souls who buys it if the CN Tower tips over!

 

[enlisted person]

I have a phobia about having people, especially men, I don't know in my house or even on my property. This causes problems when I need to call an electrician, plumber etc. I usually have to get one of my sons to deal with it.

I know exactly why the phobia developed. My ex-husband was a violent man. One day we had a blocked drain and we had to call the plumber. My husband phoned them and after he did he left the house for about 3 hours. The plumbers came they quickly fixed it and I had no problems with them being in the house. When my husband came back he asked me if the drain was unblocked. I said yes. He asked me to run him a bath which I did. After I told him the bath was ready, he accused me of "having it off" with the plumbers when he was out. When I denied this he dragged me into the bathroom and held my head under the bath water. When I had struggled a bit he pulled me out and told me I had to admit the truth. Once again I denied it, so he pushed me under again and kept me under a bit longer this time. He kept doing this until I 'admitted the truth' and when I 'admitted the truth' he bashed me.

As a result I became very scared to let any man in the house and, though my ex-husband left a few months after this incident I have never overcome the anxiety despite the fact that I haven't seen my ex-husband for more than 25 years.

Wow, you deserve much better than that Miss Chicken. No one could blame you if you had killed the bastard.

 

[Cheapjack]

I don't like it when people bang on my front door, since I got beat up by a chav, who lived underneath me,for reading, instead of watching the TV all night, like a 'normal' person.

And, in England, they're going to have anyone under 35, sharing a house with people, if they are unemployed. How the hell that's going to work I don't know, if one of them wants to go into management. Strong locks would be the answer. Talk about a self-perpetuating underclass.

I suppose they could be on the streets.

 

[star]

I have things that I find disturbing or unsettling, but aren't debilitating for me: I too have the weird things about balloons that someoene else mentioned. More, it's the anticipation of it popping but not knowing when.

I hate big bugs. If it's larger than my pinky finger, then I avoid as much as possible. The bigger the more I avoid. LOL

My only real phobias -- as in makes me completely lock up -- are exposed heights (love flying in planes, and I don't mind the turbulance at all) and moths. Yes, moths. Once a moth had gotten in the house and held me hostage there for hours. No joke. It was an upstairs apartment and there was only one way to get out of the house and Mr. Moth was flying around in front of it so I couldn't get out.

Years later my issues with moths have become less overwhelming. But it still takes a lot for me to not to freak out. Oh and I think they know it too. Moths fly right at me all the time! And they totally avoid my husband and kids.

 

[Joshua Howard]

Wow, you deserve much better than that Miss Chicken. No one could blame you if you had killed the bastard.

Motion seconded. I have no stomach for men who assault women. A firing squad seems like an amicable solution for their kind.

- Back to topic, experiencing heights of all types under safe circumstances - Sears Tower Observation deck, as mentioned above for example - doesn't bother me. On the other hand, if there is a real chance (even if fairly slim) that I might fall off of something - while roofing on a slope, for example - that makes me nervous, possibly more so than it would some other folks.