Phobias
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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Funny
I had that 'height = thoughts about jumping' thing too. Then I went to jump school. Got over that pretty quickly. Now, I get to a great height I think "Where is the farthest place from the edge of this building/tower/whatever it is because I KNOW that 'thought' is going to come back again." So it actually got WAY worse.
However, put me on the rear loading/offloading deck of a cargo aircraft and I will walk right off the bastard...as long as I KNOW who packed my chute. Go figure.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 23:47, Reply)
I had that 'height = thoughts about jumping' thing too. Then I went to jump school. Got over that pretty quickly. Now, I get to a great height I think "Where is the farthest place from the edge of this building/tower/whatever it is because I KNOW that 'thought' is going to come back again." So it actually got WAY worse.
However, put me on the rear loading/offloading deck of a cargo aircraft and I will walk right off the bastard...as long as I KNOW who packed my chute. Go figure.
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