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Post by Mellifluous Poetry on Jun 9, 2007 9:06:49 GMT
Lol at that. ^
I don't like insects. But I'm getting better at standing them.
Drugs and people on (hard) drugs. They make me feel really uncomfortable. Maybe because I don't get what they are experiencing and thus cannot calculate how they'll act? But can I ever? Without being inside of someone elses head? Humm? Do I have a phobia of not knowing what's happening in other peoples brain? HUMM?
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Post by Elderberry Fucking Fanta on Jun 9, 2007 11:23:15 GMT
I've always had horrid dreams of tripping, landing on my face, and watching all of my teeth fall out. It's not the tripping or pain of smacking one's face on cement, but the thought of my teeth falling out or being seriously damaged in anyway is terrifying. In my first year of University, I took an introductory class to Psychology; when we were studying Freud's Interpretation of Dreams, the lecturer went around the room asking people for some of their more common dreams. Before he did this, he put up a laminate saying something along the lines of 'Do not admit to having dreams about your teeth falling out'. Apparently it is anxiety at being castrated for masturbating. Erm, sorry. Cheerio, Michael. xxx Wow, boo. I had those dreams a few years ago. Like one time, or two.
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Post by admin on Jun 9, 2007 11:26:59 GMT
Wow, boo. I had those dreams a few years ago. Like one time, or two. Cheerio, Michael. xxx
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Post by Elderberry Fucking Fanta on Jun 9, 2007 11:28:46 GMT
AAAAAAAAH!!!!
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Post by Debs on Jun 9, 2007 12:46:00 GMT
Lifts/Elevators.
Couple of years ago I got trapped alone in a lift that broke down when it was between the third and fourth floor of a hotel I was staying in. I got panicky when no-one answered the alarm bell so I rang the reception, and they didn't answer the phone either. After about twenty minutes someone shouted at me in a really snotty way from outside the lift telling me to stop pressing the alarm button. Up until then no-one had acknowledged that they knew I was trapped in there.
The firemen came and within an hour started winching the lift down manually. At one point I heard one of them shout 'IT'S GONNA FALL!!!!' Few minutes after that someone suggested bringing me out of a gap in the door on the second floor, which they decided against. After nearly two hours they got me out, at which point I was pretending to be calm by sitting on the floor of the lift reading a magazine.
Couple of months later I went back to the hotel, asked about the lift and it turned out that the guy servicing it hadn't been doing it right and had the fire brigade forced the doors and pulled me out on the second floor there was about a 90% chance they'd've slammed shut, cutting me in half.
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Post by feathers on Jun 9, 2007 13:42:09 GMT
I've always had horrid dreams of tripping, landing on my face, and watching all of my teeth fall out. It's not the tripping or pain of smacking one's face on cement, but the thought of my teeth falling out or being seriously damaged in anyway is terrifying. In my first year of University, I took an introductory class to Psychology; when we were studying Freud's Interpretation of Dreams, the lecturer went around the room asking people for some of their more common dreams. Before he did this, he put up a laminate saying something along the lines of 'Do not admit to having dreams about your teeth falling out'. Apparently it is anxiety at being castrated for masturbating. Erm, sorry. Cheerio, Michael. xxx Haha. Oh. Don't think I have just cause to be afraid of that analysis, though. But I bet Edward Scissorhands has teeth-losing dreams alllll the time.
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Post by fabbit on Jun 9, 2007 15:18:35 GMT
I've always had horrid dreams of tripping, landing on my face, and watching all of my teeth fall out. It's not the tripping or pain of smacking one's face on cement, but the thought of my teeth falling out or being seriously damaged in anyway is terrifying. Apparently it is anxiety at being castrated for masturbating. Erm, sorry. Cheerio, Michael. xxx hm. interesting. i've never heard that before. i wonder where he got that from. my grandpa is a psychologist, who interpreted dreams quite a bit, and i've never heard that from him, or any other psychologist for that matter.
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Post by fabbit on Jun 9, 2007 15:19:43 GMT
Drugs and people on (hard) drugs. They make me feel really uncomfortable. Maybe because I don't get what they are experiencing and thus cannot calculate how they'll act? But can I ever? Without being inside of someone elses head? Humm? Do I have a phobia of not knowing what's happening in other peoples brain? HUMM? maybe! that's a really interesting phobia, there.
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Post by obeseguy on Jun 9, 2007 15:27:08 GMT
My friend had a phobia of jelly. Even jelly in cat food. It used to really freak him out. Of course like the big hearted generous friend I was, I thought it would be amusing to fill his basket with jelly when we were in Sainsbury's. ... Jx
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Post by admin on Jun 9, 2007 15:27:35 GMT
my grandpa is a psychologist, who interpreted dreams quite a bit, and i've never heard that from him, or any other psychologist for that matter. People don't generally discuss masturbation with their grandchildren, though, no? Cheerio, Michael. xxx
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Post by fabbit on Jun 9, 2007 15:30:24 GMT
my grandpa is a psychologist, who interpreted dreams quite a bit, and i've never heard that from him, or any other psychologist for that matter. People don't generally discuss masturbation with their grandchildren, though, no? Cheerio, Michael. xxx well, true. but it isn't like i'm 5. and i do believe i've asked him about dreams like that or something. although, plenty of books explain that dream and don't say that anywhere.
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Post by resurrectart on Jun 9, 2007 16:07:05 GMT
When I was really little, I was super afraid of riding my bike without training wheels. I would scream and cry as soon as my dad took them off.
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Post by cheshire on Jun 9, 2007 16:07:23 GMT
I am DEATHLY afraid of dolls. The plush ones I can handle, but not porcelean or sometimes even plastic. They're always looking at you, in some strange way. Also, they have little hands which can easly hold knives or strangle a person, and little feet too. I probably wouldn't be able to touch a doll without having some sort of nervous breakdown...
I'm fine with sharks and any large animals, but I can't stand certain bugs. It's strange- I don't mind spiders and ants, but if I see one on me I freak out really badly. Also, the mere idea of maggots sends me running. I HATE maggots. Haaaaate.
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Post by fabbit on Jun 9, 2007 16:13:07 GMT
me too with the dolls, cheshire. i have one of those look alike american girl dolls. i'm always scared it will grow to my height and pretend to be me and NO ONE WILL NOTICE.
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Post by indiequeen on Jun 9, 2007 16:31:52 GMT
the first one i have is of vinegar. people always laugh at that but if i smell it even bit i have to actually remove myself from the area or i will vomit. never mind the cruel trick of deliberatly wafting salt and vinegar crisps in my face to see me wretch
second is the sound of my house phone ringing. this is because when i was mates with my ex best friend, there was period that the only reason she would ring me was to bollock me for doing something in the day and to say we wernt mates anymore. this would happen on average 5 times a week. so everytime the phone rings, i think its her
thirdly is a recently developed phobia. its people in frameless or thin framed glasses. especially if they have their hair tied up aswell. in secondary school this girl who wore glasses such as those would call me every name under the sun (including the C word several times) , slam me into wall whenever she walked past me and was generally quite violent towards me for a year. she was a witchy little thing, always had her hair in a ponytail and wore glasses. so now glasses to me mean to be untrustworthy. but its easily solved if i get to know the person. if they are nice, it goes away.
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Post by Mellifluous Poetry on Jun 9, 2007 16:41:29 GMT
I hate hate hate hat hate ketchup touching my skin
YAAAACK
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Post by oldgregg on Jun 9, 2007 16:49:43 GMT
the first one i have is of vinegar. people always laugh at that but if i smell it even bit i have to actually remove myself from the area or i will vomit. never mind the cruel trick of deliberatly wafting salt and vinegar crisps in my face to see me wretch I totally identify with that. One of my friends tried to drink a glassful of vinegar for a bet and I threw up even at the sight of someone else doing it. When I was younger I had a fear of buttons - my mum couldn't get me to wear anything with them on. It was completely irrational and unexplained, but I've kind of got over it now. Still can't sleep or really relax in anything with buttons on though. Also really big water pistols and the wierd feeling of biting metal make me panic, but they don't really count as phobias
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Post by cheshire on Jun 9, 2007 17:05:24 GMT
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When I was younger I had a fear of buttons - my mum couldn't get me to wear anything with them on. It was completely irrational and unexplained, but I've kind of got over it now. Still can't sleep or really relax in anything with buttons on though.
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The drummer of Franz Ferdinand has a fear of buttons.. There was a funny comic about it some time ago.
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Post by amy on Jun 9, 2007 17:44:24 GMT
When I was younger I had a fear of buttons - my mum couldn't get me to wear anything with them on. It was completely irrational and unexplained, but I've kind of got over it now. Still can't sleep or really relax in anything with buttons on though. [/quote] The drummer of Franz Ferdinand has a fear of buttons.. There was a funny comic about it some time ago.[/quote] i have that too! it used to be really bad when i was younger and i used to scream and cry when my mum would buy me clothes with buttons and make me wear them. i would sometimes feel physically sick and would not be able to touch them. now it's not so bad, but i still find it hard to touch those small see through ones. really makes me shudder.
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Post by stentorsrevenge on Jun 9, 2007 17:51:19 GMT
I'm afraid of tunnels and needles.
ESPECIALLY TUNNELS
When I watch The Grinch, I flip out every time he climbs up the chimney. The thought of climbing up a chimney makes me shiverrrrrr.
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