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Irrational phobia thread. Tooth brushing, foil biting, what's yours?

DFRS, I have both of the above in common with you. You're so lucky you've gone since 2007 without vomiting. I haven't been able to go a week in years. I do differ in that if I have someone around me I get even more embarrassed.

The P word just grosses me out. I find the C-word to be less vulgar.

Probably my biggest fear is that of driving. Not as much since I took defensive driving, but it has not gone away. I live in an area with rather unforgiving roads, lots of bikes, and it is not feasible for me to walk to many places due to my location. I have to drive today a fairly long distance in traffic, and then parallel park. This is ridiculous as I have been driving since I was 16.

One fear I did beat was that of flying though I still get slightly nervous if turbulence happens.
 
Reviving the thread with some rather irrational phobias of mine:

- I cannot step onto the carpet in the bathroom (yes, our bathroom has indoor/outdoor carpeting 8)) after getting out of the shower until I put socks on. I step onto the shower mat, get changed (or at least put socks on), and then can step on the carpeting.

In retrospect, it's not completely irrational as people walk in there with shoes on and stuff... But yeah. Have started to get over this one, but it's slow going.

- Biking over drainage grates. If the openings in the grate run the same way I'm traveling, I'm so terrified my tire will fall in / get stuck / cause me to crash, even though I am going much to fast for any of that to happen, not to mention the tire is a lot longer than the grate's opening. 8( (My bike tires are thin--Not sure on width exactly but they're not as thin as a street bike's and not as wide as a mountain bike's).



What are your irrational phobias? :P
 
Another one that's more recent - every time i walk down the stairs in our house (it's a staicase that folds back on itself), i have a moment of panic that if i'm not holding on to the railing, i'm going to, not only fall, but break my neck. It's not just a fleeting though, but something that stops me in my tracks now.
 
Haha really?? :D

It happened to me the other night in the garage. :( I had already taken the keys out of the ignition too, so had to feel around with my eyes closed!
 
my "irrational phobias" are usually always the redundancies of near any type - i mean they just seem to follow me no matter where i am sitting or standing even still, yet, even now , at the moment, and its only real as long as i acknowledge them. ..

:-\
 
^ Oh, that's a good one. :D

If they ever invent a time machine, I'll be the first to send myself back in time and murder the unborn child of the mother of whomever invented these blasted "balloon" things.
 
I'm fairly sure it is irrational to be disturbed by Daddy Long Legs--disturbed enough to want to kill 'em everytime one comes within site.

See figure:

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Maybe I was eaten by spiders in a past life.
 
^^did you guys know that despite the incredibly poisonous venom long legs contain..their fangs aren't nearly big enough to pierce human skin..making them harmless to humans

For me it's cotton balls...I HATE the feeling of cotton brushing across my nails...skeeves me out
 
butterflies. they're no different than other bugs like mosquitoes and cockroaches, except for having big colorful wings. when I was younger my mom took the family to this indoor greenhouse type thing filled with butterflies flying around. I freaked out when one landed on my head.

Am I the only one who sees this and goes, "fucking gross"?
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and also: giving birth. it just sounds so horrible. not only is it extremely painful, but you apparently shit yourself, bleed everywhere before and after, and pass a placenta, which looks like some scary purple sea creature. I guess i'm terrified at the thought of having to do that myself someday. I'm only 5'1 and 105 pounds, how the hell am I going to squeeze out a baby???
 
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Mine is certain fabrics rubbing together - generally cotton/polyester type stuff that's quite stiff, when it rubs together it makes this noise that gives me the jeebies. Cordroy rubbing together is almost it, but not quite.

Also I'm horribly afraid of falling up stairs. Falling down them is no concern, I'll happily run down flights of stairs, jumping some, but always go slow and steady up them. It's probably not that irrational though, I'm pretty sure it comes from mis-stepping once or twice when going up the concrete steps that went from ground level to the back patio at my parents' place, and being scared I was going to smash my face/nose/teeth into the concrete step.
 
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