What freaks you out?

dkak001

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Ok,

Not much bothers me. Blood, broken bones, cuts, gutting a deer, social situations, even being shaved with a straight razor by someone else. I'm level headed with pretty much everything. Not a phobia to be had, until the other day...

The other day my wife was trimming her toenails, and I innocently mentioned I needed to trim mine also. She casually swung by my foot and started to clip a nail. IT ABSOLUTELY FREAKED ME OUT! I could not handle it. It pushed buttons I didn't know I had. It was the most uncomfortable situation I have ever been in. I absolutely had to get out of there.

The thing is, I trust my wife explicitly which makes this even weirder.

I don't even know where to start to describe how I felt at that moment. I just had to make it stop. Almost like I imagine a panic attack would feel like. Of course, now I'm starting to wonder what else I have buried deep down that could induce this response.

Then it got me thinking about this forum, and I wondered if anyone else has experienced anything similar to this. The discovery of some simple thing that really freaked you out!

:eek:
 
People running their hand on my spine. But, then, I know why it bothers me.
 
Lotus boob and geode finger.

I'd take a wall of photos of krokodil addicts than look at those for even half a second.
 
The first time I was in a pool TOTALLY BY MYSELF (which, surprisingly, wasn't until I was in high school). I freaked. out. I have a bit of a problem with being immersed in water anyways, due to not being able to sense what's around me in the water (kind of like being in the dark). This is likely due to having twin younger brothers (=rough pool time sometimes) and an episode of Are You Afraid of the Dark? when I was younger that entailed an invisible ghost that would drown kids in the public pool by dragging them under. But when I'm in water with people, I'm usually having enough fun that I don't think about it.

Oh my god when I was in it by myself I just about had a panic attack. I tried to tough it out, but I finally just had to bail out of the water. I constantly felt like something was in the water with me, that was going to get me. It's SO ILLOGICAL, but I couldn't shake the feeling.

It was a lot like the panic that sometimes grips one in the dark, but it was in broad daylight in the water. so weird.
 
Lotus boob and geode finger.

I'd take a wall of photos of krokodil addicts than look at those for even half a second.

The more i look at the lotus boob, the freakier it gets. I'm sure it will be incorporated into a nightmare at some point. It looks like the sort of thing that would be easily incorporated. I couldn't find geode finger. Unless it's the same as the "lotus fingers" in which case, I find those even freakier.

the krokodil addict pictures give me the heebeejeebees. It just blows my mind what state people will let themselves get into. I mean...they seem to have abscesses so bad THEIR BONES ARE SHOWING. Just...wow.

right now, KoPilot is winning in my book for "freakiest shit" >_< I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep now that i've looked at these for so long *cries*
 
The last time I truly freaked out? That would have to be when my sister slashed me across the eyes with a table knife a while ago. I have both glasses and contacts, if I had been wearing my contacts that day the knife would have cut right under my eyeball. There is a massive scratch on one of the lenses now. I cried for so long my eyelids were still swollen the next day.
 
A totaly mundane thing that freaks me out? The soles of peoples feet. I'm from the US and am now living in Australia. There seems to be no rule about "no shoes, no shirt, no service" and loads of people here walk arround with out shoes.

Being barefoot in grass, on my carpet, arround my home, doesn't bother me. Being barefoot in my car? NO. Walking arround outside on the side walk where people spit, drop gum, walk thier pets (I love animals, I really do, but it's not clean in public!) and just generaly when I can see peoples dirty feet freak me the hell out. To the point where I'm only comfortable in thick woolen socks, and my 14eyelet doc martens (mid calf boots) ALL year round. I see them and my skin crawls. My stupid animal brain tells me that something is coming to hurt my feet. I need to PROTECT my feet.

Stupid.
 
Other people doing my laundry! I absolutely, positively, will NOT let anyone else wash and dry my clothes. When I was a teen, my mother used to do my laundry...even when I told her I would do it. That crazy bitch was so vindictive she would pour bleach into my jeans and black shirts on purpose, so I wouldn't have nice clothes to wear.
 
Good god. I wish I hadn't googled 'lotus boob'. Somehow knowing that it's fake doesn't make it less horrifying. Ugh!
 
an episode of Are You Afraid of the Dark? when I was younger that entailed an invisible ghost that would drown kids in the public pool by dragging them under.

OH GOD I REMEMBER THAT

Seriously the scariest episode of that show. I had a fear of pool drains (I don't remember the ghost having much to do with them, but I guess I just saw them as a visual indicator of the deepest part of the pool) until I was literally like, 12, because of that. Big natural bodies of water I can do, but big man-made ones, like olympic pools or reservoirs, freak me the hell out. Maybe I find the uniformity of them disturbing.

The more i look at the lotus boob, the freakier it gets. I'm sure it will be incorporated into a nightmare at some point. It looks like the sort of thing that would be easily incorporated. I couldn't find geode finger. Unless it's the same as the "lotus fingers" in which case, I find those even freakier.

Gyuuhhhh lotus finger? No thanks!

I would go out hunting for the geode finger shop for you, but... I don't remember reacting all that well last time I saw it. :B

(And judging by how many people flip out over lotus shops, it's hard to believe that "trypophobia" isn't a clinically recognized phobia still!)

the krokodil addict pictures give me the heebeejeebees. It just blows my mind what state people will let themselves get into. I mean...they seem to have abscesses so bad THEIR BONES ARE SHOWING. Just...wow.

Yeah apparently the drug is so addictive that the necrosis that starts around the injection site will basically eat you alive and you won't even notice. Also, addicts never live longer than a couple years. It's really awful. Try reading the ingredients list.

right now, KoPilot is winning in my book for "freakiest shit" >_< I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep now that i've looked at these for so long *cries*

I don't know whether to be proud or not. :<
 
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Two things: One is turning my back to the door when the room is completely dark. I can't do that, ever since I was a kid. If I can't see in a room, I want to be facing the door, and I'll get really unsettled if I'm not. Generally this is only an issue in bed, where I never roll over so my back is to the door, but it's still kind of a weird thing. I think it stems from being a kid, and being terrified of my dad coming into my room without me knowing. But it stuck around longer than the man himself, I guess.

The other thing is people breaking things in front of me. Particularly tech stuff- DVDs, computers, stuff like that. I don't know why, but I've got a visceral reaction to seeing things smashed or rendered inoperable. It's weird, but then again, it's me. :D

Oh, water too, but that's something else. A bit serious for this thread, but I'm getting over it ;)
 
OH GOD I REMEMBER THAT

Seriously the scariest episode of that show. I had a fear of pool drains (I don't remember the ghost having much to do with them, but I guess I just saw them as a visual indicator of the deepest part of the pool) until I was literally like, 12, because of that. Big natural bodies of water I can do, but big man-made ones, like olympic pools or reservoirs, freak me the hell out. Maybe I find the uniformity of them disturbing.

:eek: I thought I was alone! I'm not alone! *sob* Oh jesus I'm NOT ALONE!!! (melodrama ftw)

Yeah apparently the drug is so addictive that the necrosis that starts around the injection site will basically eat you alive and you won't even notice. Also, addicts never live longer than a couple years. It's really awful. Try reading the ingredients list.

I did see the list and it was just...woah. Like I said...it's amazing to me what people will do to their bodies.
 
An arm or anything really across my neck, which is weird as I love grabbing a sub by the throat and my hands curling around as I grip tighter.

Also ventriloquist dummies. Ever since I saw a film years ago about one that took over its owner
 
Viscous slimy cold wetness sliding between my lil toes. Echos of the trauma of stepping on and squishing a slug when I was a kid and feeling it ooze up and watching it squeeze out between the tops of my toes like jellied toothpaste.
 
This will make me sound possessive but it really isn't: whenever I have to travel for work and I can't bring my wife I spend the entire trip freaked out. It's not that I don't think she can take care of herself, I just worry about things that might happen. I've gone through pretty much every possible scenario: spider bite, car accident, fire, murder, you name it. I was in Lyon in August when the earthquake hit the east coast and mobile service was fucked for most of the evening. I had just finished packing my bags and was about to leave for the airport to take the next flight home when I finally heard from her. She was like "that was fun!" Meanwhile I almost had a heart attack.

This tidbit would land me in the doghouse if she ever found out, but when I'm away I have a friend that lives nearby check every night to make sure my wife closed the back door. A little over a year ago while I was away she accidentally left the back door open all night, and when I called her the next day she mentioned it casually like it wasn't a big deal, like "whoops, haha." When I got home it was the first time I ever used a belt on her bare behind.
 
Viscous slimy cold wetness sliding between my lil toes. Echos of the trauma of stepping on and squishing a slug when I was a kid and feeling it ooze up and watching it squeeze out between the tops of my toes like jellied toothpaste.

Oh god. *curls into fetal position*
 
I get freaked out by seeing people brush their teeth and all that foaming mouth stuff, and gums . . . :eek:

That sort of thing has been happening in TV shows and movies much more over the last decade or so and it's gross!

I get freaked out when I pick up my pillow, something furry and rodent shoots out of it and straight into my crotch, then god knows where but not as bad as the first thing listed up there.

:eek:

I can't look in a mirror in the dark either without freaking the fuck out.

:eek:
 
This will make me sound possessive but it really isn't: whenever I have to travel for work and I can't bring my wife I spend the entire trip freaked out. It's not that I don't think she can take care of herself, I just worry about things that might happen.

Oh goodness, this. Just in a different scenerio. My mom has been job-hunting a LOT lately, spending hours driving around applying all over town. .... She does not have a cell phone. We do not have the most reliable car in the world. It scares me NUTS to not know what's going on, to look at the clock and see she's been gone a little longer then expected and I can't call her, she can't call me, and I know she's probably fine and would get pissy if she knew I worried so much, but....

Also, someone mentioned the dark. I always leave the hall light on at night, but walking from my room to the bathroom there is a patch of hallway that isn't really lit. ... I usually run or jump across that patch. It's just something about standing in a really dark spot, while there is light all around but not in that spot... *shudders*

And bugs, of course. I know I've mentioned my bug phobia before. I will SCREAM if I see a moth/cricket/beetle/etc. Scream and run and hide. Seriously. Even at work. It just FREAKS me out.
 
Amnesia.

ADJLKFGAFG SWEDISH VIDEO GAME MAKERS ARE FUCKED UP.

There's one sound effect in that game. It's like... if you're in town and you hear a dog bark and it's several blocks away and there's just this waily echoy sound. I hate that. It freaks the shit out of me. I spaz out every time I hear it and melt down into ajiokfgojuiafgfMAKEITSTOPRAEG.

Let's see, what else. Solid black eyes. Or solid any color eyes, actually. D:< Those freak me out. I would seriously run and hide in a closet if I met someone who really had solid black eyes. No whites, no nothing. Eeesh.

And... making phone calls. I have panic attacks from that, very literally. I will melt down from perfectly in control of myself and a situation at the very concept of having to make a phone call. The p word doesn't even have to be mentioned. The idea of a situation that would require I have to pick up the phone, if I'm already feeling slightly shaken up, will send me into a blubbery panicky mess. While I do my best to not admit to this specific phobia, when I've been forced to people just claim that it means I'm anti-social or inadaquete or something... they really don't get that it is a genuine phobia stemming from something serious, and I really, really would rather meet for coffee or email or even Skype than have to talk on the phone, and if we have to, you phone me, PLEASE. It's not a laughing matter and has nothing to do with social insecurities because I'm fine as long as there's not a phone involved. They freak me out.

I guess if anyone who knows me IRL is on this site they ought to be able to ID me from this post, that's a pretty specific group of things that make me spaz.
 
People running with scissors. It just squeaks me out. No, just kidding, but seriously, I don't like knives. I have claustrophobia, too.
 
Let me be the first to say...we are one weird group of phobic neurotics. :eek: Is it any wonder we are into BDSM? Fun times, baby! :cool:
 
Seeing someone else trimming or cleaning their fingernails....or seeing nail clippings in the waste basket. blech....beyond nauseating.
 
I've gutted a few deer myself.
Used to be spiders but unless it's a huge one I just pick it up and toss it out the door.
Dentist now they freak me out.
Some one in my mouth with a power drill.
I've been in that damn chair for 4 hours straight, never did calm down.
 
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