saved by the wall
If I see stairs and am not mentally anticipating it, I am seized with the fear that I will go flying down them and must throw myself against the nearest wall to save myself.
If I see stairs and am not mentally anticipating it, I am seized with the fear that I will go flying down them and must throw myself against the nearest wall to save myself.
If I’m taking a bath instead of a shower, I have to pull the plug after I’m out of the bath. Otherwise, I worry that tiny piranhas will swim up the pipes, through the drain, and into my bath while it’s draining and attack me.
I’m usually pretty convinced that there are no such thing as ghosts, but if I ever say that out loud, I have to follow it with something about still respecting them if they do exist…because I’m afraid they’ll hear me, get angry, and start to haunt me.
I’ve always feared my lack of strength at my job (at a winery). So every time I open a bottle, I stand on my tiptoes until the cork is out. I also hold my breath, as if these things will help me uncork the damned bottle.
As a child I was terrified that vampires were going to get me so I would either sleep with stuffed animals around my neck…or in the bathtub so I could see all around me.
I have to run up stairs. I can’t walk up them. For some reason, I am scared of what is behind me and have to get to the top as fast as possible.
I have to blow all drinks to cool them down, even if they’re cold already. If I don’t I get scared i’ll burn my mouth.
Whenever I am waiting for the tube I have to stand with my back against the wall as i am terrified that someone is going to push me in front of the train when its approaching.
I have a severe fear of any form of miniature doll or figurine. It isn’t anything else small, just dolls and figurines. I freak out when I’m near them…they just disturb me, and it’s disgusting to touch one, or if it’s where I can look at it, I have to move it out of my sight.
When my significant other is out of town on business, I have to sleep with my laptop in the spot where he sleeps. If it isn’t turned on with all my favorite websites and instant messengers up, I will have nightmares that someone will sneak into my room and kill me.