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post #31 of 48
I grew up (till age 11) near a lovely fresh water lake where we would go swimm every summer, I nearly drowned when I was 5 but that didn't stop me from going in then we moved to the city and I saw Jaws for the first time and now I don't like swimming in anything where I can't see the bottom.

I don't hate snakes but I fear them, my parents were taking metal siding off a building when I was 6 and snakes had gotten behind it and layed nests, my older cousin caught one (they were garter snakes) and chased me all over the place with it. Just remembering it sends shivers up my back.
post #32 of 48
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Originally posted by valanhb
I'm not actually phobic about anything, I'm really not even scared of anything. BUT like Lucia - I HATE earthworms!! They are about the most vile, disgusting little creatures I can think of. They are slimey, wriggly, and they stink. I have been known to run on tip toes in the rain to avoid stepping on them. YUK!!!!

But, I don't have a problem with snakes. I like snakes, actually. I think they're cute.
I still remember when we dissected a long-preserved earthworm in highschool biology lab. It was so pickled it looked like plastic. I informed my partner who was one of my best friends that she was doing the whole d@mn job. She wasn't thrilled,and tried to debate this with me, to which I said 'Kim, DO IT!' So she did. She probably decided I was scarier than the worm right then and there!

I've seen med school cadavers up close & personal courtesy of a friend in med school here years ago, who thought he would spook me: I asked for a pair of lab gloves to poke around with. (He was very disappointed lol.)

But worms? Not a chance! My housing complex is heavily landscaped and when it rains, and I have to go out, I just grit my teeth and don't look down.
post #33 of 48
I wouldn't call it a phobia, but I'm afraid of sharks, so much so that I don't enjoy even wading in the ocean. It probably started with "Jaws", but the real clincher was seeing a friend attacked by a shark in Cape May, NJ in 1978. It was an average-sized "sand shark", and at first we thought he was joking. He ended up with a huge gash in his leg.
Other than that, I'd have to say that I hate being in huge crowds, where everbody is jostling. That's probably why I hate shopping.
post #34 of 48
- Dark. I know it's childish, but I'm still a child :P Also, experiences from the past to do with dark have traumatized me.

- Ghosts. Some people do not believe, but I do. Also, childish, but I have an exuse! lol.
post #35 of 48


I am deathy afraid of mice/rats. I've always said "I'd rather have a burglar in my house than a mouse"---That's desparate!

My second fear is putting in a new lightbulb into a lamp or outlet...I always jump sky high when the light comes on. Even if I've turned the switch to off, I don't trust it. Can't figure that one out.

Lastly, Pillsbury Roll containers, you know the ones that POP, or rather EXPLODE. My startle response/reflex is pretty tightly strung, so I guess it doesn't take much.

If the government ever wants me to spill any secrets they just have to employ the above... I'LL TALK!
post #36 of 48
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Originally Posted by Mom of Franz


Lastly, Pillsbury Roll containers, you know the ones that POP, or rather EXPLODE. My startle response/reflex is pretty tightly strung, so I guess it doesn't take much.
Barbara, now that you mention it, I hate opening the Pillsbury roll containers, too. They always remind me of the "Alien" popping out of John Hurt's chest - one of the ickiest movie scenes in history. Which brings me to the subject of champagne bottles. I have a vivid memory of my father opening a bottle at my college graduation party - and the cork putting a huge dent in the kitchen ceiling. Ever since then, I've always put a towel over the bottle before attempting to even loosen the cork.
For those of you who have a spider/tarantula phobia (which I luckily don't): When we were living in Philly, in a single family home, I saw what I thought was a tarantula in our cellar when I went down to do some wash. My husband told me I was imagining/exaggerating things. A few days later, I saw it again, and my father, who had come for lunch, got a look at it and said he thought it was a tarantula. (My older brother had had one, so we knew what they looked like; he had a taste for exotic pets, including toads, snakes, chameleons, iguanas, ferrets, rats, spiders, skunks, etc., so my sister and I grew up without too many phobias, though I never liked feeding time).The next time I talked to our next-door neighbor, she told me her teenaged son was bummed out because his pet tarantula had escaped, and they couldn't find it. The kid was really relieved when he managed, after hours of searching, to find it in our cellar. I have no idea how it managed to get out of its tank, escape their house, cross the side yard, and get into our cellar, but they were satisfied that it was the same spider. So if you find an animal that is not native to your area, and live in a large city, you may not be imagining things. I used to live with a cop, and once, while he was still in uniform, he and his partner got called to a "domestic dispute". Hearing an awful lot of crashing sounds, he and his partner decided to break down the apartment door. What they found was a young gorilla that had gone on a rampage in the apartment, apparently because it had been left alone! Can you imagine keeping a gorilla as a pet in a city apartment?
post #37 of 48
I actually like snakes and I have eaten worms.. I'm not really scared of anything, well yes heights and I get very Claustrophobic in the car I MUST have an opening window near me, I hate the feeling of being closed in, and a car it's worse.
post #38 of 48
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Originally Posted by jcat
Barbara, now that you mention it, I hate opening the Pillsbury roll containers, too. They always remind me of the "Alien" popping out of John Hurt's chest - one of the ickiest movie scenes in history. Which brings me to the subject of champagne bottles. I have a vivid memory of my father opening a bottle at my college graduation party - and the cork putting a huge dent in the kitchen ceiling. Ever since then, I've always put a towel over the bottle before attempting to even loosen the cork.
For those of you who have a spider/tarantula phobia (which I luckily don't): When we were living in Philly, in a single family home, I saw what I thought was a tarantula in our cellar when I went down to do some wash. My husband told me I was imagining/exaggerating things. A few days later, I saw it again, and my father, who had come for lunch, got a look at it and said he thought it was a tarantula. (My older brother had had one, so we knew what they looked like; he had a taste for exotic pets, including toads, snakes, chameleons, iguanas, ferrets, rats, spiders, skunks, etc., so my sister and I grew up without too many phobias, though I never liked feeding time).The next time I talked to our next-door neighbor, she told me her teenaged son was bummed out because his pet tarantula had escaped, and they couldn't find it. The kid was really relieved when he managed, after hours of searching, to find it in our cellar. I have no idea how it managed to get out of its tank, escape their house, cross the side yard, and get into our cellar, but they were satisfied that it was the same spider. So if you find an animal that is not native to your area, and live in a large city, you may not be imagining things. I used to live with a cop, and once, while he was still in uniform, he and his partner got called to a "domestic dispute". Hearing an awful lot of crashing sounds, he and his partner decided to break down the apartment door. What they found was a young gorilla that had gone on a rampage in the apartment, apparently because it had been left alone! Can you imagine keeping a gorilla as a pet in a city apartment?
Jcat: Let's band together and KILL that Pillsbury Dough Boy...get the gorrilla for help...we'll turn him into a smelly pile of yeast, before he knows what hit 'em! That deranged sadist...grrrrrr
post #39 of 48
Great idea, Barbara! I usually attack the containers with a sharp knife, in order to put them out of their pain mercifully. I can't bring myself to slowly peel the paper off and then crack them against the edge of the sink or counter! What would I do if they "counter-attacked"? Actually, the "Pillsbury phobia" might be hereditary. My dad always loved the buttermilk biscuits, so my mom often bought them. However, she always got one of us kids to open the container, so I suspect she's phobic about them, too.
post #40 of 48
Getting lost- I have no sense of direction and get lost so easily.

Yellow jackets and wasps- i hate those things and they are thick as thieves in the summer
post #41 of 48
I am scared to death of needles and shots. I had to get bloodwork done on Friday and I was a HUGE baby! I avoid it at all costs.
post #42 of 48
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Originally Posted by LilysMom
I am scared to death of needles and shots. I had to get bloodwork done on Friday and I was a HUGE baby! I avoid it at all costs.
Sweetie, I feel your pain! *VNG hugs fellow needle phobic LilysMom*

And for whoever said they are afraid of sharks. I've been in the water with sharks. I have never worried about being attacked. Then again, when it comes to animals I have no fears.
post #43 of 48
i'm scared of murray eels... not sure why but they just scare me
post #44 of 48
Bees of any kind, particularly wasps, yellow jackets and hornets. Yuck!!!!! I'm getting the chills just thinking about them.

Flying, especially in big planes.
post #45 of 48
I cannot sleep with a mirror in my bedroom at night...there is something about a mirror in the dark that scares me, I don't know why. It sounds really stupid lol.

jcat and mom of franz - when I got to the US, I opened one of those pillsbury things with a can opener. Boy, that was a mistake. And then when my sister visited, she did the same thing too I guess it is the ends that makes you think that you should be using a can opener!
post #46 of 48
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Originally Posted by Kiwideus
I cannot sleep with a mirror in my bedroom at night...there is something about a mirror in the dark that scares me, I don't know why. It sounds really stupid lol.

jcat and mom of franz - when I got to the US, I opened one of those pillsbury things with a can opener. Boy, that was a mistake. And then when my sister visited, she did the same thing too I guess it is the ends that makes you think that you should be using a can opener!
LOL Kiwideus...I would have had a stroke! I've pretty much sworn off Pillsbury Rolls, because of the trauma. However, very occasionally, I have to have their Grand Corn Bisquits. If only I could get Franz to open it for me... Oh well saves a lot of empty calories.
post #47 of 48
I afraid of bees and wasps and actually large dogs. I don't know why I'm afraid of the bees and wasps other than the fact that I was stung by one once but the dog fear comes from my cousin's Dalmation trying to bite me in the face one time. I won't even approach a large dog anymore.

But my true phobia is of metal grate stairs or even grates that they use over the drainage. I'm not sure where I got this phobia from but I won't even drive over them. One of my friends has that type of stairs in their basement and I refuse to go down them. They either have to come up to me or I have been carried up and down them before while squeazing my eyes shut.
post #48 of 48
I'm not too fond off dogs, if they're well behaved I'm okay but any jumping up on me and I freak. Also heights (not even step ladders) and lastly fire, bonfires etc.
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