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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On, and on, and on...
I have a few...
1. Some people hate metal equipment scraping against other metal items... I just hate metal things scraping against anything! A spoon in a cup of tea is a no-go. I use plastic throw-away spoons. I’m also relatively appreciative for the digital age, as writing with a metal tipped pen sends shivers down my spine. I have to lean on at least a ream of A4 paper before I’ll write anything.
2. Cotton wool. Ever since nearly choking on some as a kid, I’ve never forgiven the fluffy white stuff. I hate the way it feels, and I’m sure it makes a horrible sound when you touch it, but maybe it’s just my neurons going into overdrive. I can sense bruxism setting in just writing about it…
3. I have an abject fear of eating anything by its sell/use/eat by date. If something says it has to be consumed by a certain date, whence that ominous day comes, a packet of ham, or chicken or cheese (or anything generally) will either get thrown in the bin, or fed to the dog (He’s nowhere near as fussy as I am!). I don’t think I’ve ever gotten ill from out of date food; it just makes me sick thinking about it.
4. This one isn’t necessarily a phobia, but it’s still irrational! I have to be kept up to date with current affairs at least several times a day. Again, I am thankful, and also unappreciative of the digital age for making me like this. Thanks to the internet and the like, I can satiate my desire to be kept up to date with who’s killing who in the world at the click of a button. Thing is, thanks to the internet, not only will I watch the news on the TV twice in one night, but I’ll also check the news on the internet several times during the same evening, just to make sure I didn’t miss out on any fascinating nugget of hearsay or rumour.
5. Not a fear of heights, no; a fear of falling from heights. I’m tall and quite large too (think, 6ft 5, 20st), so I think it might stem from the fact that from certain heights, I assume that I’m going to fall faster than ordinary folk due to my added immensity. May also be the fact that I fell from a ladder when I was about 7 and nearly broke my back. Either way, it’s a terrifying thought!
( , Wed 16 Apr 2008, 16:34, Reply)
I have a few...
1. Some people hate metal equipment scraping against other metal items... I just hate metal things scraping against anything! A spoon in a cup of tea is a no-go. I use plastic throw-away spoons. I’m also relatively appreciative for the digital age, as writing with a metal tipped pen sends shivers down my spine. I have to lean on at least a ream of A4 paper before I’ll write anything.
2. Cotton wool. Ever since nearly choking on some as a kid, I’ve never forgiven the fluffy white stuff. I hate the way it feels, and I’m sure it makes a horrible sound when you touch it, but maybe it’s just my neurons going into overdrive. I can sense bruxism setting in just writing about it…
3. I have an abject fear of eating anything by its sell/use/eat by date. If something says it has to be consumed by a certain date, whence that ominous day comes, a packet of ham, or chicken or cheese (or anything generally) will either get thrown in the bin, or fed to the dog (He’s nowhere near as fussy as I am!). I don’t think I’ve ever gotten ill from out of date food; it just makes me sick thinking about it.
4. This one isn’t necessarily a phobia, but it’s still irrational! I have to be kept up to date with current affairs at least several times a day. Again, I am thankful, and also unappreciative of the digital age for making me like this. Thanks to the internet and the like, I can satiate my desire to be kept up to date with who’s killing who in the world at the click of a button. Thing is, thanks to the internet, not only will I watch the news on the TV twice in one night, but I’ll also check the news on the internet several times during the same evening, just to make sure I didn’t miss out on any fascinating nugget of hearsay or rumour.
5. Not a fear of heights, no; a fear of falling from heights. I’m tall and quite large too (think, 6ft 5, 20st), so I think it might stem from the fact that from certain heights, I assume that I’m going to fall faster than ordinary folk due to my added immensity. May also be the fact that I fell from a ladder when I was about 7 and nearly broke my back. Either way, it’s a terrifying thought!
( , Wed 16 Apr 2008, 16:34, Reply)
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