I forgot to add that I have a phobia of some lazy boys or any chair where the back falls backwards. I went to a movie theater once, and it was dark...there was no back to the chair I chose to sit in (and I didn't see it). So I go to sit back, end up falling backwards, and have been afraid of falling backwards in a seat ever since!

how can there not be a back to a chair in a movie theater? that's pretty ghetto ;)

I am deathly, shaking, piss myself afraid of handlebar mustaches. The move Gangs of New York kept me up for three nights. Picture the carnie that runs the Tilt A Whirl- absolutely terrifying.

I am deathly afraid of going down escalators. Going up is ok but I think the whole going down the escalator thing goes along with my fear of heights because you have to look down to get on.

I'm afraid of flying over large bodies of water, being raped, getting fat, dying before my time, a few things i cant mention here but will be happy to mention in PM ;) , and becoming so uptight that I lose my sense of humor to where I dont smile anymore.

Well, i have a new phobia now, thanks to my trip to state college.

I'm scared of flying.

Seriously, i almost died in a two-propeller coffin in the Nitanny(sp?) valley. We came over the mountains into the valley into something like 30 mph winds.

Have y'all ever been to Disneyland and ridden Star Tours? That's EXACTLY what it was like. Trapped in a little box, going up, down, left, right, fishtailing, etc. It got so bad that i was clutching the back of the seat in front of me saying Hail Mary's for all i was worth. Had i had a rosary, i'd have busted out a serious session.

The entire time i was in the air on the way back to Rapid i was as nervous as i've ever been in my life.

This wasn't my first time flying before, or even my first time in a small plane. That was just the single worse flight of my life. Then i start thinking about how the chances of being in a plane crash are pretty small, but every time you fly, your chances of being in one go up slightly. Add to that the changing of planes if you have connecting flights, and it's like Russian Roulette.

At least, that's how i saw it.

Kitso
KS 361 miles i'll be driving from now on

I forgot to mention frogs. I hate frogs; they scare me!!!!

I'm not even too crazy about Kermit the frog.

My first fear isn't too weird:

I'm afraid of falling backwards when I sit on the top of a set of bleachers at the park. Which means if I promise my friend I'll watch their baseball or tennis match, I make sure I get there extra early in order to get a seat in the middle!!

But this fear is weird:

I'm afraid of open cabinet doors and dresser drawers. I will go around and close every single door and drawer before I go to sleep, otherwise I will lie awake all night long. The worst part of coming to college was my room - the closet had a shelf that was open and it creeped me out!

I'm also deathly afraid of my basement....when I was five I was so strongly against going down to the basement because you had to go down all of the stairs before you could turn any lights on....I made my dad put a switch at the top of the stairs and now you can turn on every light in the basement before actually going down!

I'm afraid of amputees. Mean, I know, but that's what an irrational fear is...

I am afraid of falling on subway tracks. I am getting better though.

My first time ever on a plane was from Fayetteville to Charlotte on one of those things. I was so nervous the whole time so I can completely understand that fear!

~Emily

Interesting...do you have any idea why? Drains I could see, but I don't understand any of the other ones. When I was younger I used to be very afraid of the skimmers on the sides of pools (those ones with the flapping doors that look like mouths opening and closing), but I eventually became a "pool rat," then on to swim team, and I lifeguarded too, so I'm over it now.

Mine is windows. I had this fear of being watched and about to be hurt. Example.

When I was little I never opened my curtains or windows. One day I walked in to my room to get something and the lights were off. On my way out the fan blew my curtain open (alittle crack) and I was so afraid that I hid behind a chair in my room for abour 2 hours. (yes two hours) I realized I had to get out of my room so I made a mad dash to the door, hit my ankle and sprained in while running down the hall were I threw up becuase I was so scared.

I love them in the Day, but at night I hate them. I am starting to deal with them in my new house because my room is upstairs and I know they could not get to me from my window. But if I have to go up the stairs at night infront of this huge open window and glass door I freak and run like mad.

I know I am a loser.

Chris

I don't know why I'm afraid of them, they just give me the heebie-jeebies. I love to swim, and have spent a fair amount of time in pools, so you would think I should have gotten over it a long time ago, but I didn't.

CLOWNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!