But I do have a few phobias. I think being scared of a few things is normal and healthy. Of course, I have phobias, so of course I would think they're normal and healthy.
So, in my effort to be more transparent (and hopefully kinda funny) today, here are my phobias.
- The fear of carrots. Okay. I'm not actually afraid of carrots. I would just rather jump off a roof than eat them.
- My form of claustrophobia is not typical, but as far as I can tell, there is no "fear of walking through small spaces." I'm not afraid of small spaces or room, just passing through them. I recall vividly being at camp and the group going on a cave exploring expedition. They explained there was a small crawl space that opened up into the cave. I panicked. I pretended I was sick and stayed at the campsite. A few years back, Marshall took me with him to play raquetball - until I saw that the door was about 1/3 the size of a normal door. It might as well have been a mouse hole. I didn't mind the room on the other side - had I been able to get there through another opening. I just can't do it. I've had nightmares about having to go through small spaces before.
- The fear of bees. This is very, very real for me. I am petrified - and allergic - to bees. If I see one in the same room as me, I'm known to break into a sweat, jump around trying to get away from said bee and demand that anyone near me kill the thing. I do not like bees. I do, however, love honey - which is their only saving grace from my thinking they were invented by satan.
- The fear of balloons. I know, it sounds funny, and when you read my next fear you'll think I hate every child's party. But I do not like balloons. Mylar ones are okay, but the regular latex ones... no. Now, I did work for a year at a place where I blew up balloons almost daily and got over a big part of that fear, but I still don't like them and can't stand to touch them. And the second anyone under the age of 7 or between 14-21 gets ahold of a balloon, I will freak out because I think they will pop one purposefully.
- Coulrophobia is my Number One fear.
- This is the fear of clowns. Just typing out the C---n word freaks me out and makes me feel itchy and hot. I can feel my heart racing. I can't stand for anything resembling a c---n to be anywhere near me. One time, I was driving down the road and was talking on the phone. As I approached the car in the next lane I noticed it was a female variety of...you know...and proceeded to scream into the phone, nearly wreck and seriously began to hyperventilate. I had to pull over. I will not enter a room with a clown in it. This has been a life-long fear - my mom tells stories about me as an infant screaming at the sight of those...things. Ugh.
This is just another little tidbit about me I thought would be interesting to share. Now you know!
(and PS - I just googled "fear of bees" to try to find a picture I could use... yeah, almost vomited from the first picture. So, no pictures today!)