Tuesday, July 2, 2013

10 Day You Challenge - Day Three, Eight Fears

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Day 3: Eight Fears
I'll admit it, I've been putting this one off. Eight Fears - I can't think of eight fears. In all actuality, the only things I fear are the usual things like diseases, something happening to my husband or son, something going wrong with my pregnancy, being robbed, a house fire - usual things that nobody would want but none of that stuff worries me on a daily basis, certainly not enough to be considered an actual fear. Instead, I'll go with eight borderline phobias. I'm not terrified of any of these, but they do unnerve me to the point where I will avoid them at all costs. I'm not making light of any one of these phobias either, I understand that they are legitimate diagnosed phobias that have awful effects on the lives of some people.

1. Automatonophobia
Or fear of ventriloquist's dummies (or anything that represents a sentient being). I HATE THEM. I hate them. I blame R.L. Stine in part for this, because that Goosebumps book about the evil dummy haunted me as a child. The presence of a dummy in a tv show or film puts me on edge instantly, it's one of the only things that will genuinely make me cover my eyes. Not a hope of me putting a picture of one up here, sorry.

2. Coulrophobia
Or fear of clowns. This dates back to one of my earliest ever memories - I remember my Mum & Dad taking me to a circus, I must have been about 3-4, and I remember being in the front row and seeing an elephant. I remember eating popcorn or sweets or something, and then I remember this utter b*stard of a clown coming up and soaking us all with a giant watering can. It freaked me out, we had to leave, and so began my hatred of clowns. Stephen King's Pennywise was added to the list a few years later, as was that horrible stupid stoned clown from Scary Movie 3 (I saw that movie in the cinema with college friends when it was released and I let out the most girly scream ever when that thing came on screen). I will not go to the circus, I refuse to. Clowns aren't funny. They're creepy and weird and you don't know who's behind the mask. A clown nose does not give you the right to come running up to strangers and pull faces. Ugh, I actually have the shivers thinking about them. Do not like.

3. Enochlophobia
Or fear of crowds. I don't fear crowds as such, I just try my damndest to avoid them. I hate being in a crowd, it makes me feel like I can't breathe. Whenever we have to go somewhere and I know there will be a crowd, I always send our son with my husband because neither of them have a problem ploughing through a crowd to see what they want to see - I'll be the one loitering at the back, giving evils to people who accidentally touch me.

4. Phasmophobia
Or fear of ghosts. I don't know whether I believe in ghosts or not - sometimes I'm the biggest skeptic going, other times I'm convinced that people who have passed on have little ways of letting you know they're around. I remember after a relative of ours died last year, my sister in law and I both remarked that we'd had similar dreams about that person the night before, both involving water. The following night, the noise of a tap woke my husband up. The kitchen tap was turned on, full blast. Now I like to think that one of us just got up and switched it on and went back to bed even though none of us sleepwalk, because as much of an interest as I have in the paranormal, the thought of having a ghost or spirit anywhere near me FREAKS me out.

5. Taphophobia
Or fear of being buried alive. You know that episode of Father Ted where Jack "dies" and it's in his will that the other lads have to stay with him for a night to make sure he's actually dead? I would consider putting that in my will. Can you imagine anything scarier than waking up in a coffin? The only thing scarier than that would be if there were a clown in there with you.

6. Thalassophobia
Or fear of the sea. I don't swim, I can't swim, I have no interest in water. I've been in swimming pools, I've been on boats, I've been on a canoe, a kayak - but only on small bodies of water. The feeling of looking out over a huge expanse of water and not being able to see land or boats in the distance makes me feel sick and panicky.

7. Pediophobia
Or fear of dolls. Particularly, those weird Porcelain ones. I will not have them in the house, they give me the willies. A friend of ours was recently moving house, and my husband, being the Del Boy Junior that he is, brought home a load of stuff that our friend didn't want anymore. There were 4 porcelain dolls in a box - I wanted them out of the house as quickly as was humanly possible, I have watched too many scary movies, too many episodes of Sabrina the Teenage Witch (I'm a Molly Dolly, and I'm gonna get yoooouuuu), and read too many Stephen King books (Hey Tommyknockers) to have those poisonous wenches anywhere near me. HATE.

8. Gephyrophobia
Or fear of crossing bridges. When I used to spend a lot of time in Dublin as a teenager, you'd want to see me legging it across the Ha'Penny. If I was ever on I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here, I'd never be able to leave because there's no way in hell you'd get me on that rope bridge to go home. I don't like cattle grids, I have visions of my feet getting stuck, so I always cling on to the sides like an eejit. I also don't like stairs without backs, my Mum played music at mass when we were little and the gallery stairs were big awkward spiral metal ones with fancy steps and no backs - it used to take me a good half hour to get up them when I was very young, because I was sure I'd get near the top then slip out between the steps.

There you have it, yet another installment of the ever-increasing weirdness of me. Anyone got any phobias or fears?




11 comments:

  1. This made me laugh so much, brilliant post! I hate clowns with a passion too thanks to Stephen King's IT and refuse to go to the circus even though I'm an aul bridie at this point.

    I'm the same with the sea. I'm a great swimmer and used to swim in a club and yet I hate the thought of not being able to see or feel the bottom of the sea.

    What are we like?!

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    1. Thanks K - clowns and the sea, two VERY SCARY THINGS!! I remember a friend of my Mam's trying to teach me how to swim and all I remember is feeling like I was going to be washed away, noooo way was I going back in there!!

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  2. Wow i don't blame you for any of the above. I have panic attacks in crowds, Christmas is my favourite time of year but tying to shop in crowds especially then puts the fear into me. Also afraid of being buried alive, everyone in my family know that i have to have an extra long wake just to make sure and a Victorian bell when i'm six foot under! I did overcome my fear of Trains when i was pregnant so that's a tick off the list.

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    1. Oh no, my sister gets panic attacks, they're so scary. I hate towns at Christmas, husband always wants to go and walk through big towns on Christmas Eve and I get in such bad humour, was like an antichrist when we came home after it last year! I want the bell too, such a good idea!!!

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  3. I have a phobia of beans, baked beans, I cant even hold a tin in my hand

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    1. Ugggh I hate baked beans too, I won't eat them and I don't like them touching anything else on my plate, they make me feel sick, it's the texture :/

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  4. Great post, im with you on the sea, have half conquered it (was thrown off a boat in thailand), i have an irrational fear of bees and wasps like i will cry if one comes to close, if one ever flies in to the car when i am driving my life will end!!

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    1. Oh no! I'm not too bad with flying things, apart from birds. I don't like birds near me!

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  5. My wife cannot stand clowns since Pennywise! A friend of mine a couple of years back was actually stalked by a clown! On three separate occasions she discovered the clown was following her in her car, and then one night she also noticed the clown sitting his car outside her house! Then one day she never saw him again..... It was totally bizarre!

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    1. Alex that is beyond creepy. I would be so unnerved, that's just wrong!

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  6. I love bridges for some weird reason. I always had a fantasy about being proposed to while on one. Prob should have told hubby about that one as it didn't happen! My biggest fear is mice and rats, I'm terrified. Even writing the words scare me!

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