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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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Moths
I hate the things. It all started on holiday in France when I was 14 years old. Having left the bedroom window open all day and into the evening, with the light on (BIG mistake) there was quite a party going on in my lightshade when it came to going to bed. Now, at this point I had no phobia, so I hop into bed, turn off the light, no worries. And then the moth party decided a much better hangout would be around my head, or more specifically, somewhere in the vicinity of my ears [i am getting serious goosebumps just writing this].
So it's dark, there's a 'swoosh' and suddenly I have what feels like a hundred moths attempting to GET INTO MY BRAIN!! I leap out of bed to turn the light back on, see there's about two moths now pootling back towards the pretty light, and feebly call next door to my friend to save me from this hell. He did, and then had to do the same thing every night for the rest of the holiday . And 10 years later, reader, I married him.

I'm still terrified of them. So much so that I was in the shower the other day and as I was washing the shampoo out of my hair I spotted one lurking near the ceiling. I had shampoo dripping down my face and knew that I'd have to put my head under the shower and close my eyes for a moment. Not something I wanted to do. If I am in a room with a moth I can cope for a short while- but only as long as I know exactly where it is. But faced with no choice, I did it. And when I opened my eyes a second later, it was gone! It then flew out of a fold in the shower curtain, heading straight for me, I jumped out my skin and almost fell over, thumping my heel onto the wet bath, slipping, and teetering backwards. I managed to regain control and open the window, then crouched in the bath until it went out. Took about half an hour for my heart to slow down! Everyone always laughs at this phobia but for me it's real and it is no joke when I say that they 'go for my ears'. The phobia is spreading as well, I get really funny about anything near my ears now. Who knows where it will end, maybe I'll end up having to shave my head because I can't stand the hair over them?? uurgghh!! i feel really horrible now having written this...

be kind, first post! *pop*

EDIT: oddly, I'm not remotely bothered by butterflies.
(, Fri 11 Apr 2008, 15:18, 2 replies)
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:) I get the same thing with wasps, have to know where they are.
(, Fri 11 Apr 2008, 15:38, closed)
Ugh
I like moths, but that gave me the creeps!
(, Fri 11 Apr 2008, 16:50, closed)

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