Biggest irrational fear?
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Ace Bandage
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I'm somewhat terrified of having anything close to my eyes. And I mean anything. I can't wear contacts or put drops in my eye. My biggest irrational fear is that something is going to explode and it's going to get in my eyes.
I wear glasses partly because my vision isn't great, but also partly because if something does explode near me, it won't get in my eyes because the glasses will protect me. So pretty much anytime you see me, unless I'm sleeping, I have my glasses on. It comforts me.
I wish I was making this up...
I wear glasses partly because my vision isn't great, but also partly because if something does explode near me, it won't get in my eyes because the glasses will protect me. So pretty much anytime you see me, unless I'm sleeping, I have my glasses on. It comforts me.
I wish I was making this up...
I'm somewhat terrified of having anything close to my eyes. And I mean anything. I can't wear contacts or put drops in my eye. My biggest irrational fear is that something is going to explode and it's going to get in my eyes.
I wear glasses partly because my vision isn't great, but also partly because if something does explode near me, it won't get in my eyes because the glasses will protect me. So pretty much anytime you see me, unless I'm sleeping, I have my glasses on. It comforts me.
I wish I was making this up...
I've got a story for ya. One of my coworkers was cutting aluminum once. He was wearing safety goggles, so he had no risk of getting shit in his eyes. Or did he? As luck would have it, an aluminum shaving managed to pass through one of the ventilation holes on the side of the goggles, and lodged itself in his sclera (the white part of the eye). He flushed it out with water and thought he had gotten rid of it. The next day he experienced growing discomfort in his eye, but he thought it was just that the eye was sore. The day after that it got so bad that he had to go see a doctor.
Upon examination, the doctor discovered that he not only still had the shard lodged in his eye, but it had started to rust. They had to pry his eye open with forceps à la Clockwork Orange, and give him an injection in the eye before they could dislodge the rusty shard of metal.
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Mayhem
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I have always been ridiculously afraid of heights. One time in the Army, we were running an obstacle course (Ft. Gordon). The logs to walk across were maybe 3 feet high, at their highest. What took someone else 30 seconds, took me several minutes. I kept thinking, "You're an idiot! Even if you fall, you won't even get a bruise." Nope, I kept shuffling along, a millimeter at a time. Pathetic!
And in the same vein as Andro, anything to do with kneecaps makes me queasy. Even drawings. I've always been that way.
And in the same vein as Andro, anything to do with kneecaps makes me queasy. Even drawings. I've always been that way.
Probably what he said.
Maybe most irrational one for me is I get ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease).
I've got a story for ya. One of my coworkers was cutting aluminum once. He was wearing safety goggles, so he had no risk of getting shit in his eyes. Or did he? As luck would have it, an aluminum shaving managed to pass through one of the ventilation holes on the side of the goggles, and lodged itself in his sclera (the white part of the eye). He flushed it out with water and thought he had gotten rid of it. The next day he experienced growing discomfort in his eye, but he thought it was just that the eye was sore. The day after that it got so bad that he had to go see a doctor.
Upon examination, the doctor discovered that he not only still had the shard lodged in his eye, but it had started to rust. They had to pry his eye open with forceps à la Clockwork Orange, and give him an injection in the eye before they could dislodge the rusty shard of metal.
My uncle was a building site once, since he runs an engineering company. When there he was looking at the ceeling and a bit of metal fell in his eye. They had to use a huge magnet to get it out. He said it was agony
jinxypie
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I have a stupid irrational fear.
I'm terrified of praying mantis. (Not sure what the plural would be - manti? mantises?) There are usually quite a few outside around our home and I am always freaked out to go towards the garden in fear that one will be out there.
A few days ago, I realized I hadn't seen one all year. I even made such a statement to hubby... to which I get his "I love you..." in a tone which means he's about to tell me something I don't want to hear. I start freaking out, asking him where they were, begging him to NOT tell me if one was in the house because I wasn't sure if I'd be able to sleep. He assures me that none were in the house, but that he "took care of" any he had seen outside.
Love that man, but hate my irrational fear.
I'm terrified of praying mantis. (Not sure what the plural would be - manti? mantises?) There are usually quite a few outside around our home and I am always freaked out to go towards the garden in fear that one will be out there.
A few days ago, I realized I hadn't seen one all year. I even made such a statement to hubby... to which I get his "I love you..." in a tone which means he's about to tell me something I don't want to hear. I start freaking out, asking him where they were, begging him to NOT tell me if one was in the house because I wasn't sure if I'd be able to sleep. He assures me that none were in the house, but that he "took care of" any he had seen outside.
Love that man, but hate my irrational fear.
Re: Biggest irrational fear?
That the Mexican nationals (reconquistadors:eek
Wait...what?!? That didn't already happen?
Snakes.
The house I grew up in had a lot of stone walls around it. Not cemented, but loose stones piled on top of each other. It looked nice but it meant lots and lots of snakes living in the rocks.
There was no way to leave the house without the high possibility of a snake being right there. I used to open the door and run.
Been scared to death of the fuckers ever since.
The house I grew up in had a lot of stone walls around it. Not cemented, but loose stones piled on top of each other. It looked nice but it meant lots and lots of snakes living in the rocks.
There was no way to leave the house without the high possibility of a snake being right there. I used to open the door and run.
Been scared to death of the fuckers ever since.
StanScratch
My Penis Is Dancing!
Heights and things going near my eyes top my list, as well - though I really do not consider either irrational. Falling from great heights hurts. A lot. And without my eyes, how would I view porn?
I used to have a coworker who was afraid of moths. And I mean deathly, screaming like a little girl afraid of them. He was a fucking idiot.
I used to have a coworker who was afraid of moths. And I mean deathly, screaming like a little girl afraid of them. He was a fucking idiot.
I hate rats, they creep me out massively. Their huge tails and the way they scurry, i find really horrible. When i lived with my parents a couple of years ago, they were getting a new kitchen. Therefore Field mice were attracted to the mess that was created, plus all the building work going on. You could hear them in the ceiling clawing at the wooden beams. After that, i hated all rodents
I think I might be afraid of heights too, but I haven't had a chance to check. I mean, yeah, I've free-climbed on beams 95' in the air, and I've pulled points from the small steel at the Cow Palace (which is basically jamming your body into a 3' space between the ceiling and the L-beam and sitting on your nut sack after shimmying 15' from the main beam, all without any kind of fall protection system), but when I'm up there I'm too preoccupied with what I'm working on to think if I'm afraid or not.
One time I was pulling a point for The Eagles at the HP Pavilion, 95' up, at a place where the only fall protection is clipping into the handrail (as per OSHA standards, handrails need to be rated for 250 pounds. When a 210-pound person, like myself, falls into a fall arrest system like the one that should be in place, at least 900 pounds of force are exerted on the system, so clipping into a handrail is basically just moral support in the event of a fall). I had been sick that week, so my equilibrium was off. When I pulled it and stood up to make it I lost my balance and nearly fell. If out weren't for a chain bag that was miraculously hanging just in front of me and I was able to grab I would've taken the quick way down to the ground and brought the handrail down with me. I think I might've evacuated myself when that happened.
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luvsemlarge
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The fear of crawling into a cave on my stomach and getting stuck in a tight position where I can't turn around or back up.
Alyssa Rose
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I have a crazy irrational fear of.... frogs
Don't make fun of me!
Don't make fun of me! 
sharks. i've only been in the ocean once- i think i'll be okay.
