Scary biscuits!
Being a 2nd year Psych student, you'd think I'd have no phobias right? Wrong, oh so very wrong.

Numero Uno: The big one. The big cheese. Not spiders, or falling off a building and getting impaled on iron railings, or being eaten to death by hundreds of zombified spiders. I am scared shitless by.......moths.
I have been scared of moths as long as I can remember. I like butterflies though, strangely. I can look at a butterfly in my garden or in the park quite happily. But moths are like the evil twin of butterflies. They're like vampires, they only come out at night. And they bang against the window if I've got the light on like some axe-wielding psychopath trying to get me. But god forbid if they actually get in. The minute I see one in my vicinity, you couldn't see my arse for dust as I dart out of the room and shut the door. If I know that a moth is in my room somewhere, I can't go back in. I have to get someone else to catch it and let it out, despite my cries of 'Kill the bastard!'. I don't quite know why I'm scared of them so much. Perhaps it's the way they fly maniacly around a lightbulb. But the worst ones are those bastards who fly up to the top of the room, and spiral downwards. I've once been trapped in the corner of my room, motionless for 2 hours while one of these devil's spawn continuously spirals round and round, blocking the pathway to the door. I hate them. More than anything.

2. Moths are at the top of the scared shitless list; but one rung down are wasps. Bees I don't really like either, but bees don't fucking chase you down the street; making you run screaming like a lunatic with stone cold fear on your face as you run across the road with no regard for your own safety to escape them. And to make matters worse, if they happen to take interest in you (me) and you don't notice them, they hover INCHES IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE! They're not content with me being terrified of them, they actually make sure I see them. I swear they've turned it into some kind of sick sport. As a result, it could be the hottest day outside and it could be 50 degrees inside; I will not open the window for fear of wasps coming in. In fact, I don't open the window in the night either for fear of moths coming in. As a result, I dread summer each and every year. What's worse are those people who treat wasps like flies, and pay no attention to them. They let them fly around their face, and even could let them land on them. "Just ignore them and they'll go away" they say...THERE'S A CUNTING WASP ON YOUR ARM, YOU FREAK! Those people sicken me.

I think I'll leave it at that for now, I may divulge a few more of my deepest fears soon, but now I have to wimper in the corner.
(Dazzorifik is bored of b3ta, Thu 10 Apr 2008, 15:54, Reply)