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What Really Scares You?

Ahhhhh....but it could be true...whooooo (spooky coincidence). Hold on, wouldn't the yank need a double seat? :lol:
 
Most American beer *is* vile ("pardon me, barkeep, but I believe your horse has diabetes") (OK, not entirely possible, but "insulin resistance" isn't as snappy). The bf makes his own beer, cider and wine and I don't know what he does to it but I can start feeling snapped on one glass of his stuff; whenever I've had American beer it's hard to tell it's not one of those alcohol-free things.

What else scares me: these centipedey things I occasionally see around the house. *tucks feet under self on chair*
 
OOH American bashing, FUN!

Am I allowed to bash Americans even though I am one?
 
Let the record reflect that I am only bashing their "beer" and that I love Americans. (And pissed-off Americans *really* scare me!)

Why couldn't you bash Americans? I bash Canada all the time. (I bash everyone eventually; be patient and I'll get to you ;) )
 
YAY! I get to bash Americans! Americans suck!!!!!

Wait a minute.....
 
I've been drunk as a skunk lots of times in the USA so their beer isn't that weak & I didn't get a hangover.

Leave 'em alone. I Love the yanks. I especially love that they managed to catch that racist piece of crap at 80 years old & gave him sixty years for murder.

Bwahahhahhahhahhahahah..
 
...even though black slavery was still legal in some states in the 20th century and even as late as the 60s, blacks weren't allowed freedom.
I'm not bashing Yanks. It's just tongue in cheek and no offense meant as I know not all Yanks are like their red necked brethren.
Back to topic please. ;)
 
Biggest irrational fears:

clowns = they make me cry with fear

stairs/ladders = nervous of all staircases, but open stairs or glass stairs I avoid unless there really is no alternative. I have recurring nightmares that involve staircases

the Crucifixion/stimata = I was in a religous class aged about 6 or 7 when this was discussed; my hands started to itch and i could not bear the idea of carrying those wounds. That was also the moment I became quite aggressively anti-christian - went home and destroyed the bibles in my house and was quite rude to some christians who wanted me to attend sunday school. I'd like to say I've calmed down a lot in the last thirty years!

Lumps/grains in food or drink = convinced as a child that I was going to be poisoned and the poison was in the lumps! My mum had to strain everything. I also wouldn't eat anything that tasted of almonds because I read it disguised the taste of poison.

Premature Burial = I shall counter this fear by having my head chopped off at death (everyone who knows me gets my full post-mortem instructions - they're quite involved!).

Plus all the others: sudden noises, dark shapes, unexpected faces. Oh and 19th century monkeys.

Cheers.
 
Painy said:
What genuinly scares me is power crazy yanks....
Simply because the amount of power they have at their disposal.
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Why u talkin about me now? ;)
 
Damn! so it is you who has the big briefcase with the big red button then :D
 
Gadaffi_Duck said:
Damn! so it is you who has the big briefcase with the big red button then :D
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No, that would be Dick Cheney. :shock:
 
I fear...fear.
Feiry fearful theatrical features full of fiendish fancyful feet, feeling feline feeding feasts thieving feelers full of fear....and that.
 
Now that my childhood / adolescent fear of my own death has been squashed / suppressed by the more trivial but more immediate adult concerns of feeding / clothing / sheltering myself and my family, the only things I encounter in "real life" which really scares me (and I'm sorry, this sounds SO aweful) are disabled children.
A friend of ours has a severely handicapped child, and I just don't know what to do with myself when I'm in the same room as her. I don't know where to look, how to act, what to say. It's a real stumper. I feel choked up. Is that really bad of me?
 
Nah...just spend more time with the child. Eventually you will habituate...try to remember to socialise and not be worried about making any gaffs...if you do, laugh it off.
 
Worst Fears and Night Terrors

The American comedian Emo Phillips once philosophized that "The best way to cure a child of night terrors is to fill his days with so much horror that he prays for the night to come." <g>

My worst fears as a child and adolescent, even into my early twenties, involved maggoty corpses crawling out of coffins. Dracula-style vampires, though, never scared me all that much, 'cause they were never decaying!

In much more recent years my worst nightmares have involved being (nearly) run over by trains. I've had dreams in which raillroad tracks run right through my living room and/or down the hall and I have to avoid speeding freight trains while attempting to go into the kitchen or visit the bathroom.

And outdoors in these dreams, four or five sets of tracks run down the center of every street. Simply crossing to the other side involves dodging locomotive after locomotive.

And I'm always getting my foot caught in the rails.
 
China dolls with there Black eyes that seem to follow you. Not scared of spiders but when I'm trying to get to sleep I wake myself up thinking about spiders or ants crawling all over me even though, like I've said, I'm not scared of them. I'm slightly claustrophobic and when I was younger I used to have a fear of ripping my finger nails off, the entire nail.
 
the thing that scares me the most is quite simply death...i dunno why but it just does..when i think about it i get all claustrophibic feeling and feel like iv got only a day left..not knowing im dead is a worse thought just the thought of nothing............but not knowing its nothing............ok im gna stop! :cry:
 
disgruntledgoth said:
when I was younger I used to have a fear of ripping my finger nails off, the entire nail.
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In a similar vein, I have terrible fear of having the ligaments in the back of my ankle cut.
 
When I was a 20 year old student I was at another student's place and we were having a philosophical discussion about consciousness and perception. It was night and it was dark outside. At one point he said:

"Now if you looked out of this window and saw a huge luminous face in front of it - you wouldn't know what to make of it - because it's outside of your normal experience."

I got so freaked by the idea that I drove home extra quickly on my bicycle. The full moon didn't help to calm me! And even now (at 44) I get slight shivers when I think about it - especially when I have to cross the dark hallway towards the loo at night. Thanks Dirk Peereboom!
 
H_James said:
In a similar vein, I have terrible fear of having the ligaments in the back of my ankle cut.
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Or stumbling into some sharp pointed object at night, so it pokes in your eye ... or walking into the thin end of an open door in the dark (I had this happen to me, it hurts).
 
Being cut open is a scary thought indeed! :shock:

Would never like it to happen to me even if it was surgery depending on what kind.
 
i'm scared of normal things such as spiders and cockroaches. but what really scares me is the dark. or the unknown that comes out of the dark, actually. like, what if one day i woke up and something was standing at the end of my bed. Every day i turn off the lights and walk upstairs to bed in the near-darkness. what scares me and causes me to hurry upstairs to the safety of my bed is thinking that someone could be standing in my dining room looking at me. i check every night just to be sure, and of course, no-body is there. but if one night, somebody was, i wouldn't know how to deal with that. it would be terrifying. and by somebody, i mean like a ghost or something lol.
 
You know now the ghost is going to read your post and do that just to scare you ;)
 
riverfern said:
what really scares me is the dark. or the unknown that comes out of the dark, actually.
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When I was a kid I used to be petrified of sleeping in the dark, to which my older brother would say, ''There's nothing in the dark that isn't there when it's light,'' to which I would counter, ''How do you know, since it's dark, and you can't see!"
Take that, wiseguy!
Ever the impiricist, I was.
 
riverfern said:
i'm scared of normal things such as spiders and cockroaches. but what really scares me is the dark. or the unknown that comes out of the dark, actually. like, what if one day i woke up and something was standing at the end of my bed. Every day i turn off the lights and walk upstairs to bed in the near-darkness. what scares me and causes me to hurry upstairs to the safety of my bed is thinking that someone could be standing in my dining room looking at me. i check every night just to be sure, and of course, no-body is there. but if one night, somebody was, i wouldn't know how to deal with that. it would be terrifying. and by somebody, i mean like a ghost or something lol.
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most nights i am generally the last person to bed and i have to make sure that the all the windows are doors are locked, and as i walk up the stairs most nights i often have to run as i get the feeling that someone is watching me from the sitting room doorway. i hate sleeping in the dark and only feel safe enough if at least one of my cats is in the room or if i Classic FM is left on.
 
spillage1 said:
I fear...fear.
Feiry fearful theatrical features full of fiendish fancyful feet, feeling feline feeding feasts thieving feelers full of fear....and that.
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I mus congratulate you on your aliteration :p
 
Imaginary spooks and made up words:

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

Jabberwocky - Lewis Carroll
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as a child I was like wtf?

Seriously though, NDEs scare me mindless. My policy is don't know what happens at the end, don't want to know. The NDE's I've heard about frighten me more by the possibility that they are only imagined. Suppose at some point you suddenly stop experiencing the bliss and white light and that's when you really are dead. Even worse are the NDEs gone bad, where the afterlife is experienced as scary and lonely. Just posting this gives me shivers.
 
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