My Big Fear
But for me, the patio umbrella is somewhat of an enigma. I can tell you a lot about them. I can tell you what colors they come in; the different styles that are available and where you can buy them. I can tell you which stores carry them and which do not. But I do not have the foggiest idea what is written on the price tag. I can’t get close enough to find out.
The hitch to all this is that I am unbelievably terrified of them. I am so terrified; in fact, that I would rather die than face the underside of one of them.
I have never known a time when these objects did not scare the daylights out of me. When I was a kid my parents had a great big one. Giving a description of it is enough to send me spinning. It was green with white fringe around the edges. I can manage to tell you what it looked like from a distance, but if I try to tell what it looked like from the underside I ...I just can't go there, though I know what it looked like.
My parents tried to calm my fears though they figured it was a passing childhood fear and that I would eventually grow out of this fear. Then one day, after my dad did some research, he learned I had a bona fide phobia. As an adult I would go to hypnosis and other therapy with no improvement.
Phobias, I learned, did not involve actually being afraid of the object or situation. It was the fear of being afraid that perpetuated the phobia. I had felt something akin to fear when faced with one of these objects. Subconsciously, I never want to feel that again. I refuse to go near them. It is like there is an invisible barrier between them and me. I can feel them when I am not looking. All it takes is to see one of them out of the corner of my eye and I jump.
I can tell myself that they are harmless sources of shade. But, does my subconscience listen? NO!
holy crappe, kell!
this is not only irrational, it's unreasonable.
as for mine, if you promise not to tell anybody - i've NEVER felt comfortable on a toilet and as a child had visions of a hand coming up from the water and pinching me on the behind - i ain't lyin'!
although i've gotten over the hand thing, knowing there's no possible way it could happen - duh - i'm still never comfortable there.
i can do my business in less than twenty seconds, flush, close the lid and i'm outta there!
pop'll say, "take a magazine and get confortable."
i do, however, like to play toilet jokes on my family - just last night i put two of the brown m&m minis in there just to see who'd get a kick out of it.
once, i put one of those huge, furry looking rubber halloween spiders in it when i knew zgirl was going in there - did she ever howl when she lifted the lid!
we've been doing things with this spider for the last ten or twelve years - you'd think we'd all be used to it.
oops! "coMfortable", not "coNfortable"!
Came here via nanc's blog to read about your, er, rather strange patio umbrella phobia, and found nanc's, er, rather strange toilet phobia.
You two scare me as much as vampires used to scare me a kid. I used to sleep with my neck covered!!!
I guess we all have weird fears.
Nanc, Yes, I know my fear is unreasonable. OH MY!! But, does my subconscious listen??? There are times when I give myself a good talking to and it still doesn't work.
As for this toilet thing, Nanc, at least I "picked" a phobia that I can get around. HOLY COW! I am glad to hear that you can at least use it. One would worry if you were completely terrified of them. They have things like catheters for such issues. Still trying to think how you would take a dump though. Okay, so I didn't put too much thought into that idea...ewwww!!
He he he...in reality, I am one to talk. I didn't mind being under smaller rain umbrellas until recent years. I can be under one of those if I am with someone else, but not alone. BUT, you cannot get me even near a bigger one with all the people in the world. They are evil, I tell you, EVIL!!
Cube, I have to sleep with the blankets over my head with my face peaking out...and on my side. If I try to sleep on my back I get sleep paralysis...and THAT is scary.
I also don't like mirrors at night...no thanks to a friend of mine telling me scary stories when we were kids.
i don't like the cups and glasses in my cupboards to be put in upside down...you know, in case a bug pooped there...
CUBE - STOP LAUGHING - I KNOW YOU'RE LAUGING!
kelly - i get that paralysis also - it's almost like an out of body experience. strange.
Post a Comment