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Cannot remember what the heck show I was watching, but there was a segment on people who had a balloon fetish. They even had conventions where they all got together and played with balloons and rode on large balloons and rolled around in balloon pits. Popping balloons can even trigger orgasms in some people. Fascinating.Me too! There was some video of someone's house after their sweetie had filled their house full of red heart-shaped balloons for Valentine's Day. What a nightmare!!!
I have lots of fears, but I don't consider them irrational. I don't see anything irrational about being afraid of bees, wasps, heights, snakes. Irrational fears are when you are afraid of something that makes no sense, such as stuffed animals, flowers, sofa, or anything that shouldn't trigger any fears.
People
If we were cool, we wouldn't be here.Oh, yes. Meeting new people.
I am certainly looking forward to meeting some FSUers at Skate Canada, but also terrified I won't be cool enough to hang out with them.
I'm bringing a book, just in case.![]()
I have lots of fears, but I don't consider them irrational. I don't see anything irrational about being afraid of bees, wasps, heights, snakes.
Me too, to an extent.
My sister has a more severe bridge phobia.
She has had to make use of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge driver service for work sometimes.
I have only had to cross that bridge a few times in my life and I wasn't driving. I'm not sure whether I could do it myself. I don't like the Delaware Memorial Bridge, but as long as I stay in a center lane I'm fine.
Once I was driving past Baltimore and both tunnels had severe backups, so I detoured to take the Key Bridge. I was driving in the right lane because I expected to drive slowly, but I found myself getting so anxious that I could barely maintain 40 mph. My solution was to move into the left lane, where I didn't have to worry about falling off the bridge into the water, just about the oncoming traffic. No different from regular highway driving, so that proved the best solution for me.
That's when I realized that even if my bridge phobia wasn't as bad as my sister's, it did exist.
Often when I drive on bridges or flyover ramps with low barriers, I can't help thinking about how easy it would be to drive over the side.
About 15 years ago I also went through a period when every time I took the Metro I would obsess about how easy it would be to fall or jump off the platform onto the tracks. More recently I don't take Metro very often, but fortunately I seem to have gotten over that obsession.
I was especially obsessed when my niece was an infant and it was easy to fixate on how vulnerable she would be if whoever was holding happened to drop her off a bridge, onto train tracks, down a steep mountain, by accident or on purpose.
Not a fear, but I HATE to be written on, like having to have my hand stamped, or the way some folks will write a memo on their hand. This why I cannot understand the need to be tattooed. Frankly, I find tattoos repulsive. Sorry.
I have a contact lense phobia.
My dog has a fear of buildings.
Does you dog have his/her own doghouse? And the fear of it? Or if your dog lives in the house is she/he afraid to enter and exit? How does this work?
Basically, she's afraid to enter any building that she is not familiar with. For example, my son just moved to a new duplex. She hates it! She will enter it, but is visibly stressed, can't look at anyone and wants to leave. We don't make her stay for more than a few minutes. Baby steps. Eventually she will be okay with it, but there may be rooms she will always refuse to enter. Places like stores, she will refuse to enter...even pet stores! When she was a puppy, she would lay down in the parking lot or do a u-turn if she thought we were heading to a building. If we we walked along side a building, she would keep a distance as far away from it as possible. It took a couple visits to the vet before I didn't have to carry her in. She's a German Shepherd!