Irrational/Silly Fears and Worries

I'm scared of snakes in trees. They're already frightening enough on the ground, but you expect them there. You don't expect to be strolling along, enjoying the shade of the trees, and have a snake swing down in your face. Fucking terrifying idea to me. It's also pretty fucking scary to be up on a fishing dock about 8 feet off the water with snakes swimming all over underfoot, but that's a pretty rational fear, I'd say.

Another weird fear of mine is people/things messing with my bellybutton. I have this crazy fear that you can poke through to my organs. It's one of the reasons I've never wanted a belly button ring. I don't want my insides leaking out.

 

fear the smell of boiling water..

 

This Prob Has Existed Since Adam And Eve....



Cheers Glen.

 

I fear being unable to help the ones I love when they need me.

 

I had an irrational fear of one of the family dinner plates when I was younger. It was a black and yellow rose pattern that was just so UGLY. Once my mum forgot how much I hated it and served my dinner on it. All I could do was cry.

 

if I'm hugging someone or horsing around, my arms HAVE TO be free. If not, I start to panic. I avoid hugging people anyway, but if they come up and hug me and pin my arms to my sides, I go ape shit...my brother is notorious for doing this to me BECAUSE I got ape shit.

 

I have a ton of irrational fears. Serial killers, maniacs with guns, people in general really. You never know when someone will snap. I also have this fear that I'll lose someone I love by car accident. I don't really worry about cancer or disease but cars freak me out and I just associate them with dying.

I'm probably going to be agoraphobic one day.

 

My grandma used to have a weird Jesus painting/sculpture that was shaped just so it looked like his eyes moved and followed you. That thing forever creeped me out. A couple of weeks ago, I visited my cousin while he was working on remodeling her house and he was telling me what a death trap the place had been. My grandma's water heater had been leaking gas our entire lives. Her kitchen always smelled like gas, but we always thought it was a very small gas leak on her stove we had spent years searching for. Turns out she knew about the gas leak, so instead of replacing the water heater, she had an exhaust fan installed in the ceiling of the pantry it was located in. She'd turn on the water heater when she needed, then flip on the fan and pipe the gas into the attic. Somehow, by some miracle, we never blew up. I guess creepy Jesus was keeping us safe.

 

Fungi.
Seriously creeps me out. Mushrooms on a lawn. Weird shit on trees. Stuff on walls.
Crazy macro pics of crazy tropical shrooms.
I'm not 'runaway' kind of afraid but I get really unsettled.

I'm fine with eating shrooms as long at it's mashed up or chopped to the point that it doesn't look like a mushroom. Cream of mushy soup is usually ok.