Hmmm...I don't really have any paralyzing fears. I don't like spiders, but because I've lived on my own for so long I've learned how to kill them with a broom, pick them up with a HUGE wad of TP so that you don't feel the body at all, and flush them IMMEDIATELY. I actually have a great story about having to kill black widows with my friend Megan V when I lived alone a few years ago. haha! Ask me sometime and I'll draw a mental picture for you.
I don't like snakes. I run like the dickens if I ever hear rustling in bushes near me. When I was on a 10 mile night run in October, a huge rat ran across the sidewalk in front of me into some bushes and I didn't even freak out. That's totally unusual for me, so I had to have been in the running zone. Usually if I see a mouse or a rat I head for the hills/chairs/tables/whatever!! Their tails creep me out. Ok, so I actually am afraid of rats then. And birds. I absolutely hate birds! I have a fear that they'll peck my skin or eyes out and I cringe every time I come near one...just waiting for the attack. I didn't take Behavioral Psych in college bc they have a mandatory lab where you have to work with rats and chickens. That's partially the reason why I won't go on in my degree bc I know I'm inevitably going to have to face that. How ironic....face my fears to get a Psychology MA.
I also hate man-made heights. I don't trust them. Really tall open buildings and bridges make my knees go weak and I can't look down - just out. Speaking of which, I'm afraid of the stupid elevators in the Eiffel Tower in Paris. They're so old and they're on these huge cranks and gears that you can totally see and I always envision the cables snapping or something and those jam-packed elevators plummeting at rocket speed to the ground.
It's really, really odd that I ever went bungee jumping bc that bungee tower is pretty much made of nothing and then you JUMP OFF of it. Idiot. Put me on a mountain though and I'm good. I'll get as close to the edge as I can!
Oh, and I'm afraid of the ocean. That's totally legit. I start to hyperventilate as soon as I can't touch. I'm afraid I'm going to get swept away in some crazy current and drown or never come back. Sidenote - I almost drown in the Raymond pool with Robyn W when we were like 6 and Matt saved our lives (it was very traumatic), so I think the whole water/ocean thing may have something to do with that. I'm getting wayyy better though and I'm trying so hard to overcome this one. I actually give myself pep talks when I'm in the ocean and will go out where I can't touch now, but I'm very aware of my breathing and have to control it. AND...I'm afraid of critters in the ocean. Blech! If something brushes my leg I lose it! I'm terrified of getting stung by a jellyfish.
Ok, so I forgot I was such a wuss about a few things. So sue me!
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Oh man, that black widow that we killed was HUMONGOUS!!! Remember last year the freakin' mountain rat (marmot??) that was keeping us up at my cabin until like 4 in the morning? That was ridiculous. I thought it was going to eat my face off.
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