Re: Phobias
JohnDoe;344198 said:
Ever seen
Cabin Fever?
It's that kind of stuff that I can't stand.
GAH!BY THE NINE DIVINES!
Spoiler than damn thing will you?
I have a fear of...*Sigh* don't laugh.Windows at nighttime...
See, when I was little, it was about 9:00 pm, and I was in the kitchen getting a glass of milk, and I looked over at the window we have in our kitchen to admire our neighbours flowers, and there was this man, crouched, staring through window,
watching me, with no expression on his face, I screamed like a little girl, and my dad came in and saw that guy, so my dad grabbed a baseball bat and ran outside to catch him, but he took off.We never saw him again, but ever since that day, i've always been terrified that one day, i'll look through a window to see that face.That unmoving, emotionless face.
Watching me.
I absolutely bloody love heights, more than anything.In fact, I don't like being on the ground, for some reason, I feel safe up high.
Zombies...Zombies were my biggest fear, It was so bad that I couldn't even go outside at night, or stay in a room alone.(Not a house alone, A ROOM) When outside at night, in a store, anywhere, My hands would shake, my eyes would dart around, my breathing would get heavy, fast and ragged, and i'd sweat profusely.I got over it a couple months ago thanks to Dead Rising (I don't know how don't ask), but still cannot go outside by myself at night, and I still (and probably will for a long time) get very uncomfortable and scared in a room by myself at night.This all happened because I made the HUGE mistake of watching Dawn of the Dead when I was...8, I think.It took away alot of opportunities for me.
As a defense for this fear, I developed the "Defense mechanism" I mentioned earlier.Whenever i'm scared, I become furious, enraged, a...Berserk sort of defense, if you will, and will attack anything I perceive as a threat that comes too close to me.Sort of like an animal, hm?This is bad in the sense that i'm capable of very violent things when angry.(Such as repeatedly slamming a boy my age's face into a metal pole when he struck my sister.)I hate this because I feel very guilty afterwards.