Inflating tires. When I was young, I heard a story once of someone over inflating their tire and having it explode. I guess it created a lasting impression. I understand that the chances of it happening are quite slim, especially since I know what I'm doing, but that fear always pops up every time I check a tire.
russians
propellers and fans
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I don't even know why.
[QUOTE=fredstin22;42985967]Being infected with some sort of parasite[/QUOTE]
Thinking that blue bottomed flies are born from the bacteria in your own shit.
[sp]And the same shit is inside you[/sp]
[QUOTE=thewhitz;42986805][IMG]https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRzDvp25nw_4nXVAS3aYXLjNdQO6qG7SBpJ4hDTBXjLpCR6pdfUog[/IMG]
I don't even know why.[/QUOTE]
I also hate boats! FUCKING TERRYFYING!, i remember when i was 6, i fell between our boat while it was docked, the horror... Never been on a boat since.
EDIT: Ive actually been inside one of those, still terryfying.
Getting attacked/ambushed from above
God damn you Half-Life.
Wigs, or large amounts of detached hair. I find it too damned interesting at the time so I freeze up and start poking it at a distance to check it won't come alive at some instant and kill me.
Daleks
Going completely insane. I'd rather die.
Religious imagery. Especially the faces. I just can't stare at them without feeling this odd sense of fear. I don't know. Might be me being scared of judgement or something like that v:v:v
Spiders underneath the toilet seat. Otherwise, they don't scare me.
-snip- wrong thread.
I was unfortunate enough to have the most irrational fear of high winds, to the point where I used to be afraid of a slight breeze during winter. I still am hardly able to sleep during a wind storm, and it's still so serious that the academy I go to often allows me to be late to my classes until I can stop being a fucking pussy and just walk to another building. It's not as bad as it used to be, but it still affects my life more than my fear of thunderstorms and inability to swim.
I probably wouldn't still be afraid of wind if it weren't for this one incident in about December 2010. At that time, I lived on a private dirt road that my school bus wasn't able to drive down, so my brother and I had to walk a quarter-mile to our house and often key ourselves in when our parents were at work. On this day, though, my brother was at a friends' house for the weekend, which meant I had to walk ~1,300 feet to my house alone. Now, this doesn't seem so bad if you ignore that it was during a snowstorm with temperatures in the single digits. When I finally got to my house short of breath from trying to get there before my heart beat out of my chest, I desperately tried to open the only door I had keys to, but found that the lock had frozen. Our garage doors didn't have locks, so I went inside the garage until my mom arrived about an hour later, when the wind had picked up even higher than it had before, which almost made the garage sway. Once inside, I probably went into my room and didn't come out until it was time to eat.
I must have done something terrible in my past life to deserve this.
i'm worried about getting hit in the crotch by a random flying ball
When I was younger I was afraid of trophy-sized brown trout.
[t]http://www.fieldandstream.com/files/imagecache/photo-article/photo/38356/browntrout.jpg[/t]
:tinfoil:
Opening up to someone and fully trusting them.
I'd like to be able to do that but I've never felt comfortable enough with anyone to do that.
[QUOTE=Tangerine;42992973]I was unfortunate enough to have the most irrational fear of high winds, to the point where I used to be afraid of a slight breeze during winter. I still am hardly able to sleep during a wind storm, and it's still so serious that the academy I go to often allows me to be late to my classes until I can stop being a fucking pussy and just walk to another building. It's not as bad as it used to be, but it still affects my life more than my fear of thunderstorms and inability to swim.
I probably wouldn't still be afraid of wind if it weren't for this one incident in about December 2010. At that time, I lived on a private dirt road that my school bus wasn't able to drive down, so my brother and I had to walk a quarter-mile to our house and often key ourselves in when our parents were at work. On this day, though, my brother was at a friends' house for the weekend, which meant I had to walk ~1,300 feet to my house alone. Now, this doesn't seem so bad if you ignore that it was during a snowstorm with temperatures in the single digits. When I finally got to my house short of breath from trying to get there before my heart beat out of my chest, I desperately tried to open the only door I had keys to, but found that the lock had frozen. Our garage doors didn't have locks, so I went inside the garage until my mom arrived about an hour later, when the wind had picked up even higher than it had before, which almost made the garage sway. Once inside, I probably went into my room and didn't come out until it was time to eat.
I must have done something terrible in my past life to deserve this.[/QUOTE]
Face your fears, and I'm sure you can overcome this.
Bravery isn't about the absense of fear. It's about going out there anyway despite all your fear.
Go outside on a windy day and let the wind embrace you. Let it get to know you. Feel it move against your body. Get comfortable with it. Feel like you are the god of wind if that helps. Make fun of your fear, laugh at it. If you can manage that, at least a few minutes every once in a while. Your brain should give you the ok. You will learn that there isn't anything to be afraid of. This is how i rid myself of fear.
I sit on that mothafuckin toilet, and I say, fuck it, if there is spiders on my ass, so be it. Hahah, but no seriously. Try hard enough and you will break free. The hard part is letting go. Just abandoning all concern for youself. Go out there, with the fear of wind in your mind and say: if it kills me, so be it.
[QUOTE=Mr. Zombie;42982865]Being banned on Facepunch[/QUOTE]
on this
Dying Laughing.
[QUOTE=Cureless;42993094]Opening up to someone and fully trusting them.
I'd like to be able to do that but I've never felt comfortable enough with anyone to do that.[/QUOTE]
Ey man, you just opened up a little to us by saying that. Learn to put your ego on the line, just throw that shit out there, make yourself vulnerable and just let the fuck go. No excuses.
Vacuum cleaners and pool filters, they're hand in hand for me, I feel like they're out to get me to suck me up
Oh, and taking showers but that's because I'm afraid someone's gonna forget I'm in there and flush a toilet or something and scold me severely
Wow so that was heavily ironic.
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Holy fuck don't ban me for bump please its 7 AM I'm tired as fuck
being addicted to something, wether it be medicin or heroin. i actually had a mental breakdown when i had to take eyedrops
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and any kind of rubber mask, maybe it's connected to my claustrophobia
My class-mates doing me the sparta kick while I'm pissing.
Geez.
Suspension bridges. I'm scared one of the metal wires will snap and slice me in half.
[QUOTE=JoeSkylynx;42993078]When I was younger I was afraid of trophy-sized brown trout.
[t]http://www.fieldandstream.com/files/imagecache/photo-article/photo/38356/browntrout.jpg[/t]
:tinfoil:[/QUOTE]
I've got one of those to drop.
Pregnant women
Fat baby-angels you see painted in the ceiling of churches.
[QUOTE=MightyLOLZOR;42997094]Suspension bridges. I'm scared one of the metal wires will snap and slice me in half.[/QUOTE]
doesn't that happen in final destination
Ontopic something freaks me out about those really old shitty webpages that have comic sans and random gifs everywhere
being raped by a big agressive german woman bodybuilder
aka my cousin
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