What are you afraid of?
 

Basically, what phobias do you have?

Mine would be the phobia of wasps. I don't know why i have this phobia, but i am really scared of wasps. I have gotten better with this, but it is still there.

Spiders. F*cking spiders.

And we all gotta go someday, but I'm kind of scared of having a heart attack. My father had several and they didn't seem at all like fun.

Pickles. Yes, pickles.

Hights. And bugs.

Downfall of the West

Roaches! Ah jeez I hate them. I'm a guy who is big on textures since I don't exactly have uh any vision at all. My brother had killed this big honkin roach when I was visiting him and my dad at about age 7 or so. He had impaled it with a stick but quickly removed it. He'd gone to get a paper towel to wrap it up in and flush it. I was looking for one of my Raph's sais at the time. So naturally, guess what my hand happened upon rather than the sai! It was horrible. I found the hole the stick made. And there was... stuff leaking out of it. I kid you not. So ever since then, I've had this fear of roaches. Yes, I hated Cockroach Terminator and can identify with Raph. Oh I liked the episode but that character just makes my flesh crawl. I don't really know if I want the figure, and I love villains! Not that he's an actual villain but you get the idea. I'm wondering if they'll ever have a 2012 version of Scumbug in the series. A big roach is one thing, but a poor guy mutating into a half man half roach is even worse! God! I have to go hide under my covers now. Bye. Oh great thread by the way. Perfect for October as I love the horror genre.

My irrational fear is spiders and bugs in general. I just freak. I don't agree with killing them though, we have a special 'Spider Vacuum' which gently picks them up so they can be put outside to live their creepy eight-legged lives. It's not their fault I'm frightened.
It's weird, I love Spider-Man but spiders make me feel physically sick.

I'd use a friggin' gun on a spider if I had one handy. I know it's not their fault that they're creepy gross-looking abominations that make a mockery of God, but I also know if they were larger and had the chance they'd eat me and everyone I care about. So I figure for every one I kill there's a million more and it's not that big a deal in the big picture.

blindturtle: I do know what you mean. I hate killing large bugs because of the audible "crunch" noise and the fact you can sometimes even hear - or worse, feel - the liquids escaping the body, and it's just gross. I don't like to touch those damn things at all.

I forgot, bedbugs. We had a really bad infestation a few years back - actually had to move over it - and frankly, I'm terrified of ever going through it again. They can get ANYWHERE and no matter what the internet tells you, it's almost impossible to get rid of them short of flat-out burning everything you own, because a few might just be breeding in between the pages of a book or magazine, and then overnight you have another massive colony of the f*ckers. The eggs and babies are so small they're almost invisible, so the precautions you have to take are insane. After we moved out the landlord had to gut the entire apartment, rip out the floors, the walls, everything. That was one of the worst periods of my life, I couldn't sleep at all because they'd be everywhere, we had to get rid of our beds and sleep on air mattresses because they have a harder time crawling on plastic, had to do laundry every single day and keep our clothes in plastic bags, couldn't have company over, couldn't even go to anyone else's house because you might have them on your shoes or something, it was horrible. I started going a little nuts from it all, honestly, the lack of sleep and feelings of hopelessness (along with literally being chewed on by parasites 24/7) really took a mental toll.

So actually, I think more than spiders, I'm afraid of ever going through THAT sh*t again. I don't like to think about it, so that's probably why I didn't mention that first. I like to pretend they don't exist.

I have a pretty bad fear of heights. My uncle lives on the 5th floor of an apartment and every time I go to visit him I end up gripping the little bar that prevents you from falling over the edge, palms sweaty. I don't know why but sometimes I fear that the concrete floor will just give out and we all will fall to our doom. Sometimes it devolves into a bad case of vertigo and I feel like I'm going to vomit or pass out.

I didn't have a fear of heights until I jumped off a very high-dive one summer.

Spider-vacuums should come with every house or apartment. I can't kill any spiders because they always make me think of Charlotte's Web. Although I still don't like them.

More like spider-bazookas. I take no chances.

Aw dude, I forgot about that crispidy crunchidy sound. I'm going to try extremely hard not to dream of giant bugs tonight. The fact that I'm reading Stephen King's It isn't helping me much either. Funnily enough, King is also afraid of spiders.

I don't have a fear of spiders and bugs, but I detest the surprise factor of the appearance of the house centipede.

One example is when the weather starts to cool down from the warm, humid summer, like now :P (either spring or fall), and as I'm flipping on the light switch in the darkened home (still feeling groggy from waking up in the middle of the night). Bam! There's a 4-5 inch long centipede right on the wall or ceiling that's only 2 feet away from me, just frozen. (Or if I'm at my desk, one could easily run past the wall in front of me in the middle of concentrating.)

After getting that "wonderful" sudden wake up call :roll::lol:, I have to get a big wad of toilet paper, napkins or paper towel and be very precise to kill it on the first attempt, otherwise it'll scamper off VERY quickly and stealthily hide somewhere, making it futile to find and kill it again. And when I pounce on it, I forceful push hard on the paper or tissues to make sure its dead because if you do it lightly, its NOT enough to kill it! So I pour my frustrations on it! :lol:
When the deed has been done, I use the surrounding tissue to envelope around the dead centipede to make clean up easy, otherwise there's nothing more nasty than not only the smear but having partially broken twitching legs, still trying to "flee" for its life.

It's usually only 3 at most every year, but it's aggravating having that sudden unexpected rush when you are at your most calmest moments.

At least with ants and spiders, which I had in the house before, at least you'll know they are hiding in corners, darkened areas, or scurrying on the floor, but with this centipede, it can just randomly show up right next to you when you turn on the lights or when you are engrossed in reading a book/newspaper/comic. :lol:

So yeah not a "fear", but so aggravating. LOL

I'm not sure how mine started. When I was little I actually really liked climbing trees and going on rides that went high in the air. I suppose it just developed with me realizing I wasn't immortal and actually could get hurt if I fell from that particular area.

Wow, that's got to be so terrifying since you depend on your hearing to sense things from a distance, and these little buggers (any insect or bug) hardly make a sound at all. So usually you'll notice them when it's already too late (feeling them pass by your hands or feet), right?

Oh, f*ck yeah. I had a minor attack when I was 22 (thanks, heavy drug use!), and even though I've been living as healthily as possible these past few years, every time I get any kind of pain in my chest I'm convinced I'm gonna die. Didn't help that one of my closest friends dropped dead from a heart attack at the age of 33 a few years ago.

Other than that, I have but one major fear, and it's fairly pathetic. I have an intense phobia of moths - not all moths, just the big bastards. Anything under an inch or so I can cope with, but this summer we had thousands of the big 'uns. I've never known it so bad - there were times when I physically couldn't leave the house.

Wasps and failure lol.

Edit: I missed the OP. I have it too. I can't look at a picture of wasps without my skin crawling. Honey bees or bumble bees don't bother me...but yellow jackets and stuff like that...UGH. I run away immediately outside. When one is in my house I get a pretty crippling fear where I'm tempted to just hide and not go into that room anymore.

Fortunately alcohol and my friends being around generally gives me the strength I need to smash any bees on the attack. The last few weeks have been brutal. I can't have the windows down in my car without one flying in. Seriously, I've had over 10 bees in my car in the last two weeks.

Oddly enough, I'm afraid of most manner of insects. Scarabs in particular.

I'm afraid of bugs, bees, wasps, heights, and birds. Yep, I'm afraid of birds, and it all stemmed from when I was little and we were visiting my aunt in Brookfield, IL. They had a parakeet named Tweety, and my cousin let him out and he divebombed me. Ever since then, I've been afraid of birds.

I have a certain fear of birds myself. Actually, it has more to do with being close to them. Especially larger birds. I also didn't like the idea of a bird flying around free INDOORS. The fear has been allayed a bit six years ago though, when I got the chance to hold a parakeet. Then there was a time where I was able to get close enough to a cockatoo and pet it.

Pigeons, however, tend to still be scary to me. I don't really like them getting too close to me, and the sound that some of them make creeps me out. I remember sitting in my car in front of a store waiting for it to open, and there were a flock of pigeons nearby. One of them was making that sound and I had to roll up my window and turn the radio on so I wouldn't hear it. As for the larger birds, those are the ones I wouldn't want to get too close to, such as ostriches.

I also don't like many insects, but some are cool with me. When I was living at home, I'd see ladybugs every now and then. Instead of killing them, what I'd do is get them on to a piece of paper, and take them to an open window so they can fly out. I also tend to spare spiders since they get rid of the bad insects.

The insects that tend to creep me out the most are roaches, water bugs, and moths (especially the larger ones). Water bugs are especially scary when they're the type that can fly.

I also still don't like to look at Garbage Pail Kids trading cards even to this day. They were pretty huge when I was a kid, and I didn't much care seeing them around, and being stuck on places. So I wasn't very happy when they were brought back in 2003. I don't see them around all that much, but when I go to stores like Target and Toys R Us where they're being sold, I do my best to steer clear of them. It's kind of odd though, since I couldn't stand to watch scary movies back then, but now I can watch them just fine. I had Nightmare on Elm Street and Friday the 13th marathons last year, and I've seen all the Child's Play movies except for the latest one. I even own the Scream series.

Yeah, I feel the same way about seagulls, too. They just scare the heck out of me and I always cringe whenever they're around. I'm not a horror film fan and never will be either. Just not my cup of tea. I don't mind ladybugs so much, but there are others I'm not so fond of and make sure to dispose of them as soon as I can.

Things I fear:

• Most bugs. ( i like spiders, though)
• Heights (especially when I can see how far the ground is away from me.)
• Being on ladders.
• Those glass porcelain dolls
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  https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/i...vgOr4Ww7NFnXbA I can never have anything like this in my room, or I won't sleep.
• Public speaking.

lol yes. That horror genreish phrase,"Not until it was too late," fits my situation perfectly! One massive water roach got in a few months back after a pretty heavy rain. I was hoping it was a cricket that crawled across my foot but when my fiancé's dad came over he goes,"Ah, I see you guys had one of those huge water roaches we sometimes get after it rains." Luckily the cats had played with it until it was dead on it's back, but it was still disgusting nonetheless. So So yeah, gotta love not noticing them until they're right up on ya.

So what did you think of that one scene in Elm Street 5, wasn't it? The one where the girl turns into a human-sized roach? I hated that part! Yeesh!

I feel silly being afraid of heights even though I ccan't look down! haha Yeah with me it's the fact that you could be reduced to a broken bleeding mess after falling such a long way. Well, that or dead. So I can't stand some roller coasters. Fiance loves them though so I suppose I'll have to get on one at some point.

Bees and wasps. My neighborhood is full of a kind of bushes that in summer become the home of bees and wasps, so when I walk down the sidewalks near the apartment where I live, I try to get away as much as I can of the bushes, almost stepping on the roadside. I remember one day, I met one friend near my home, and he noticed my fear, so he grabbed me so I couldn't move and started to kick the bushes to scare me. I started freaking out of control and, without wanting it, I made his nose bleed in a punch :ohwell:

Mushrooms! Unless there's a smurf living inside. :)

It probably didn't gross me out too much, since I don't even remember it.

Also, in the vein of birds, geese freak me out. I remember there were geese at college, and I would always be afraid I'd have to go to class while they were out. Granted, they never bothered me, but I was still scared they'd chase me. It was also a pain having to dodge their sh*t when it was all over the sidewalk. Yuck!

Snakes. Hate the things.

Ah, yes, I forgot about snakes. Hate them, too. Mom's afraid of them, too, so I think that's where I get my fear.

The words "I'm Pregnant"

Any bug i hear a buzzing noise from I cover my ears because I'm afraid of one flying into my ear. Especially since one of them is a bit sensitive due to putting a paper clip in my ear when i was an infant.

I'm afraid of getting pulled over by police more than anything. It makes me feel like I'm in an episode of COPS and I get traumatized and lose confidence as a result every time it happens.

I'm also afraid of someone I work with at work. She has a long history of hurting my feelings with the tone she uses so I try to avoid asking her questions and stuff as much as possible.

I'm also afraid of dinosaurs after playing a King Kong video game on GameCube and wearing sleeveless shirts in public.

My nutty x girlfriend's fam had geese. I'm talkin over a dozen just running around the friggin yard and surrounding area. They'd hiss at you, and if they were feeling especially cheerful they'd chase you. I'm really glad the girl I'm going to be spending the rest of my life with is a cat person. That's all I'll say. Geese are just too high maintenance. But then, uh so was the x. lol

Yeah I'm very sensitive to people's tones of voice. Some tend to naturally sound sarcastic and that's cool. But then there are those folks who seem to enjoy being just plain rude to others. They're the ones who think they're untouchable because of the shock and awe kinda thing they got going with their sharp tongues. Hope that makes sense. I think allot of people are afraid of those types. I'm not talking about the people who aren't afraid to voice their own opinions and who are outspoken. I think that's awesome and encourage those types to keep doing what they do. I'm talking about the ones who seem to thrive on intimidation and actually dare people to confront them about it because of the pure joy of the skirmish. They're scary, but you can really anoy them by ignoring them. I think the lack of attention is the thing that scares them, so might as well scare them but good. hehe

Yeah, when Mom was younger, her uncle kept white geese and they were a pain in the a**. Finally, he got rid of them. But the geese I'm talking about are the brown kind. I think they're Canadian geese, but I'm not sure.

I've never been afraid of bugs- heck, I spent a lot of time growing up outdoors on camping trips or visits to my grandparents place in the country, and actually hunted for bugs for my insect collection- I was doing it WAY before our biology teacher gave us that as a project, so mine was pretty impressive compared to most. That said, I HATE roaches, flies, and crickets or grasshoppers. We get the last two really bad in our part of Texas, especially in summer, and some years it's literally impossible to go outside in summer without stepping on dozens of them or having them leaping all over the place around you. Blech!

Those are the only bugs I will kill, though I try not to kill crickets indoors, as it is considered bad luck. Same goes with spiders, which I actually like. I catch them and let them loose outside, unless it is a Brown Recluse. THOSE I will happily kill; my husband has had TWO nasty run-ins with them, and though I've never been bitten myself (even after having them crawl on me SEVERAL different times) I prefer not to tempt fate. As to why they never bite me, I can only assume I am in the good graces of the spider-gods for rescuing so many of their harmless kin....

My only real "fear" is roller coasters, and I know where that one came from. There have only been two times I've been on one, and both times were horrible experiences. The first was a small one at a local zoo when I was a kid, that was so rickety and shaky that it felt like it was about to fall apart under me, and I hated it. The second time was one at Six Flags, and several times during the ride I came COMPLETELY out of my seat and the only thing holding me in was the bar- and it wasn't even down fully because my (very over-weight) dad was sitting next to me. I had to pretty much wrap myself around the bar to stay in. After that I swore I'd never get on one again- and I haven't. Any other kind of ride I'm okay with, but if involves free-fall and a chair of any kind, I'm out. I also am very leery of very high, OPEN places, like the observation tower at Six Flags- I will go up it, but I won't go anywhere NEAR the railing!

Not sure I understand the fear of birds- I have attempted to raise several baby birds over the years after they fell out of their nests, with varying degrees of success. One in particular was really cool- it was a baby blue jay, and my husband and I were living at the aforementioned grandparents' place to get back on our feet after loosing our jobs and home. My teenaged cousin had a pet lovebird that was fine with her, but very MEAN to everyone else. My "wild" blue jay, on the other hand, was quite friendly and tame in comparison! And so much cuter, too....

What I'm most afraid of is my Sons dying before i do.