Cheerful - Don't Fucking Do That!

:rolleyes: I came back briefly, but no one recognised me. Just popping in to say hi, really :rose: Did you get the clue?
 
I can sympathise with that, I'm scared of heights too.
Love rock climbing though. Doesn't seem to affect me if I'm holding on.
Can't get my head round people being scared of spiders and bugs!
 
Good to see you Sche.
It's hard to stay away.
 
kendo1 said:
I can sympathise with that, I'm scared of heights too.
Love rock climbing though. Doesn't seem to affect me if I'm holding on.
Can't get my head round people being scared of spiders and bugs!

Say the words "They're not going to hurt you" or "They're more scared of you than you are of them" and you get a smack. People who don't have the phobia don't understand those who do and it leads to light hearted mickey-taking or attempts to 'cure' you with logic. One of very few things I don't have a sense of humour about.

It's not fear in the way that we know it of "Oh God, that big dog is scary cause it could bite me." It's a crossed wire in the brain; there's no logic or thought that goes into the matter. I see a spider and the crossed-wire makes my brain react like I'm in a First World War trench. I shake, cold runs down my spine, my fists curl and anyone who thinks it's funny to grab the spider and bring it closer to my face will regret the error when they wake up again. It's not a logical reaction; it's flight or fight. Usually flight takes over and I am out of there without even thinking, but someone tries to be funny with the spider and the adrenaline goes to another way of getting the source of my dread away from me.

It's physical, not mental.

The Earl
 
TheEarl said:
Say the words "They're not going to hurt you" or "They're more scared of you than you are of them" and you get a smack. People who don't have the phobia don't understand those who do and it leads to light hearted mickey-taking or attempts to 'cure' you with logic. One of very few things I don't have a sense of humour about.

It's not fear in the way that we know it of "Oh God, that big dog is scary cause it could bite me." It's a crossed wire in the brain; there's no logic or thought that goes into the matter. I see a spider and the crossed-wire makes my brain react like I'm in a First World War trench. I shake, cold runs down my spine, my fists curl and anyone who thinks it's funny to grab the spider and bring it closer to my face will regret the error when they wake up again. It's not a logical reaction; it's flight or fight. Usually flight takes over and I am out of there without even thinking, but someone tries to be funny with the spider and the adrenaline goes to another way of getting the source of my dread away from me.

It's physical, not mental.

The Earl

You probably can't understand my fear of heights.
I just seize up and can't move. Kind of crazy when you're a couple of hundred feet up in the air with a death grip on a rope!
 
Poor The. I used to be afraid of spiders but I can assure you that the "face your fear" therapy does work.

My wife still hates spiders but she doesn't scream when she sees them now, she just calls for me.

Can't cure her of the cat thing though. Not just cats, anything that's sinuous and furry leaves her in shock. I just hate cats on principle.
 
gauchecritic said:
Poor The. I used to be afraid of spiders but I can assure you that the "face your fear" therapy does work.

My wife still hates spiders but she doesn't scream when she sees them now, she just calls for me.

Can't cure her of the cat thing though. Not just cats, anything that's sinuous and furry leaves her in shock. I just hate cats on principle.
Tasty though.
 
kendo1 said:
You probably can't understand my fear of heights.
I just seize up and can't move. Kind of crazy when you're a couple of hundred feet up in the air with a death grip on a rope!

I don't quite understand it (although I'm not 100% keen on heights myself), but I understand enough never to say "C'mon, you're perfectly safe" as I'm sure some people have to you in the past :D.

The Earl
 
TheEarl said:
I don't quite understand it (although I'm not 100% keen on heights myself), but I understand enough never to say "C'mon, you're perfectly safe" as I'm sure some people have to you in the past :D.

The Earl
You're right. I used to as a kid, I suppose all kids do. But now I just catch spiders and throw them out- my wife and kids hate them, so I do sympathise with you.
People will get over their own phobias in their own time, or not.
 
Phobia is a bitch. I'm scared of a lot of things. I don't care to get over my fears, though, as I've learned to live a happy life around them. I mean, for example, why WOULD I need to overcome my fear of heights? How often do I need to climb any higher than 2 metres up? The very few times in my life that it happens, such as when I need to change the light bulb in a lamp that's really high up (in case I ever have to change a lightbulb in a room where the ceiling's more than 5 metres from the floor, which in these past 29 years has never happened), I can ask a friend to climb for me.


Oh, and Earl - it's Ron that's got arachnophobia, not Harry.
 
Svenskaflicka said:
Oh, and Earl - it's Ron that's got arachnophobia, not Harry.

For some reason, I saw the face, knew exactly who I was thinking of, but the brain still came out with 'Harry'. Idiot boy.

The Earl
 
Spiders send me running..

..screaming from any room! after i found one of the big harvest ones in bed, i always pull my duvet back and triple check!
I wont be putting my hands in any bannanas or anything after that bloke got bitten the other week, by a wel poisonous spider...in the U.K :eek:
 
LottieJones said:
..screaming from any room!
Hopefully only from rooms you're actually in. Anything else would be utterly weird.
 
Liar said:
Hopefully only from rooms you're actually in. Anything else would be utterly weird.
Your unfailingly sage observations make me want to do all sorts of wicked…um, nevermind. http://www.addis-welt.de/smilie/smilie/japan/75639.gif

Spiders don’t scare me. A whole herd of any insects gives me the willies, though. Claustrophobia is my problem. Put me in a space where I can’t stand up straight and I can’t breath. Hold me down where I can’t move and I can’t help it; I go more than a little crazy. Everyone is right. Phobias suck. :rose:
 
Three Words:

Daddy Long Legs

aka Craneflies.

Earl, swap spiders for them things, and we have the same reaction. When I was younger, the neighbours thought I was being murdered when I found one in the bathtub...
 
Roaches make me scream and I can't stop shaking. I will cry and flee. I can kill them though. It's one of the rather kill it than let it exsist in the world with me in it.

I was making an angel cake for my husband and reached into the pantry to get the pan and I went to pour the batter into the pan when I actually looked at what I was doing. There were two roaches trapped in the pan. I screamed and dropped the cake mix all over the floor. I also started crying and vomitting.

I never had roaches in my life, b/c I lived too far up north. They are actually prevalent here. I have had my house sprayed, I have those little traps all over, but I still get roaches. I fucking hate them.
 
I guess I'm lucky in that I have no known Phobias. If I did I wouldn't have been able to do the sometimes insane, often stupid, occasionaly dangerouse things I have done. Maybe it's because of this I have developed a healthy fear of many things, but nothing which will stop me from functioning. I have been lucky enough in this that I have had to help several people who did suffer from phobias, usually when they were confronted by one they didn't know about.

Maybe this is why I don't make fun of peoples phobias.

Cat
 
yui said:
Your unfailingly sage observations make me want to do all sorts of wicked…um, nevermind. http://www.addis-welt.de/smilie/smilie/japan/75639.gif

Spiders don’t scare me. A whole herd of any insects gives me the willies, though. Claustrophobia is my problem. Put me in a space where I can’t stand up straight and I can’t breath. Hold me down where I can’t move and I can’t help it; I go more than a little crazy. Everyone is right. Phobias suck. :rose:
Claustrophobia is my cross to bear too. Elevators never fail to make me queasy. As a matter of fact, I think I have the opposite of agoraphobia - agoraphilia. Whenever I am not in a very open space (hilltops, open sea, balconies with good view...) I feel somewhat uneasy. Not enough to cause me any distress, but it's there. When I examined the feeling, I found that it is nothing but a faint version of the terror I feel when being truly trapped.

So any wickedness you may have had in mind would be best conducted on the top of a very high cliff in the middle of the ocean. Or possibly in deep space. ;)
 
Liar said:
Claustrophobia is my cross to bear too. Elevators never fail to make me queasy. As a matter of fact, I think I have the opposite of agoraphobia - agoraphilia. Whenever I am not in a very open space (hilltops, open sea, balconies with good view...) I feel somewhat uneasy. Not enough to cause me any distress, but it's there. When I examined the feeling, I found that it is nothing but a faint version of the terror I feel when being truly trapped.

So any wickedness you may have had in mind would be best conducted on the top of a very high cliff in the middle of the ocean. Or possibly in deep space. ;)

I have dealt with people who had claustrophobia on two occasions. The first was on a training day for the fire department I volunteered for. She was a young lady who was in the burn house for the first time. She was just fine until she saw the seat of the fire. I ended up having to carry her out of the building. Not a fun thing.

Yui, I think I will have to seduce you on a nice open beach. Will that be a problem?

Cat
 
yui said:
. . . Spiders don’t scare me. A whole herd of any insects gives me the willies, though. . .
A whole herd of anything is scary, especially a herd of people.

Being in the midst of a big herd of people can be deadly. People in crowds are almost as brainless as chickens, except chickens can't swarm thickly enough to be really dangerous.

People can!
 
kendo1 said:
You probably can't understand my fear of heights.
I just seize up and can't move. Kind of crazy when you're a couple of hundred feet up in the air with a death grip on a rope!

That's my experience as well. The last time (hopefully in my life) I was foolish enough to go on an amusement ride that involved being hoisted several stories into the air and dropped, I was afraid for about a second. Then something else happened. It's difficult to describe but it was as if my mind simply gave out and stopped working. It was a sort of numb, strange spinning sensation in the top of my head. I think it was something like passing through fear and entering genuine horror and resignation to death.

It was shortly after that point, when I was once more thinking, that I made the executive decision never to try to prove myself a macho idiot again.

Shanglan
 
I guess I am the odd ball in that I like spiders.

Growing up in Louisiana I let them have free reign of my house cause they would eat all the bugs I really don't like (aka roaches)


The only one I was not big on was the one that bite me and sent me to the doctors (and it was not one of the ones in my house).
 
To The Earl,

I offer my humble appology. I had forgotten about you phobia when I posted taht thread. If the future I will endevor to put a warning on all 8 legged posts.

CD
 
Dar~ said:
Roaches make me scream and I can't stop shaking. I will cry and flee. I can kill them though. It's one of the rather kill it than let it exsist in the world with me in it.

I was making an angel cake for my husband and reached into the pantry to get the pan and I went to pour the batter into the pan when I actually looked at what I was doing. There were two roaches trapped in the pan. I screamed and dropped the cake mix all over the floor. I also started crying and vomitting.

I never had roaches in my life, b/c I lived too far up north. They are actually prevalent here. I have had my house sprayed, I have those little traps all over, but I still get roaches. I fucking hate them.


I hate roaches too. My folks however, live in Mississippi, roach central. Not just the little asian or gemans, but the big assed flying kind. *shudder*

My folks tried everything to get rid of them, but nothing worked. Then one day, they had the exterminator coming over and the fellow who turne dup was the husband of one of my dad's students. He was a good ol boy, and when dad complained about how the roaches kept coming back, this fellow went out to this truck, got something special and used it. That was, oh, three or four years ago. I haven't seen a roach in my parent's home since then.

Don't know what it was, but whatver it was, it killed the roaches, thier egss, the colony and kept on killing them.

Might be worth fucking the exterminator if he has some ;)
 
BlackShanglan said:
That's my experience as well. The last time (hopefully in my life) I was foolish enough to go on an amusement ride that involved being hoisted several stories into the air and dropped, I was afraid for about a second. Then something else happened. It's difficult to describe but it was as if my mind simply gave out and stopped working. It was a sort of numb, strange spinning sensation in the top of my head. I think it was something like passing through fear and entering genuine horror and resignation to death.

It was shortly after that point, when I was once more thinking, that I made the executive decision never to try to prove myself a macho idiot again.

Shanglan
One of the first times I experienced vertigo was when I reached the top of An Teallach- a point called Sgurr Fiona ( pronounced sgur venn). You come up the back of the mountain, reach the top - and there's nothing in front of you apart from a tremendous drop. I had to take a step back to feel the mountain under me. But it was a wonderful sight.( not me!)
 
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