Hai!
So as a human, I'm rather pathetic when it comes to being scared of certain things. Most people have one or two fears, whereas I have a whole stack of them! Yes. I am pathetic, I'm aware, but I can't exactly help it? I've tried to get over a few of my fears but failed so I guess I just have to accept them and get on with my very boring life!
1. Rollercoasters.
I hate theme parks. I hate rides. I feel like throwing my guts and I always end up in tears. Defo a no go. Yes, I'm a party pooper!
2. Swimming
I cannot swim for the life of me. I hate water and I am afraid of drowning. I tried to tackle my phobia by having proper swimming lessons when I was in Primary school. As well as having my weekly visit to the swimming baths with my school, my mam paid for the lessons. I hated them. She had to drag me to them, I despised them. Also the teacher was a bit of a stroppy mare and got frustrated when I couldn't do something as simple as dunking my head under the water. And to this day, I cannot swim. I've been to water parks and hated my life. And also getting older and more body conscious also mean more hatred towards the popular hobby.
3. Death
No going to lie, death scares the poop out of me. The thought of not know what happens after, if anything just makes me feel sick. Must admit, the element of surprise does not appeal to me. Also leaving loved ones behind, upset (Yeah, you should be upset!) doesn't exactly make it easier. Then again, when I die I won't really have much say on the matter.
4. Clowns
I effing hate these things. If I see someone dressed as a clown I totally freak out, I go into melt down. I think watching the film IT as a kid and the fact that my mam decorated my room with clowns, you know kids think things talk to them? I thought the clowns used to threaten to kill me and my mam had to come in and tell the wallpaper to leave me alone. Comical I know. Kinda says why I hate them. And the fact that it's an unfamiliar face puts me off. Not knowing what the person actually looks like freaks me out, weirdly.
5. Needles
Me and needles do not mix. I am a wuss when it comes to pain and even though it's a tiny needle, that sort of pain makes me poo myself. Yeah, I have piercings, but I chickened out at the end and was kinda forced.
6. Public speaking
So I'm a shy person, painfully around people I've never met/don't know well. I tend to have a big gob around my little group of friends and most of my family. However, I'm only really loud with my immediate family, the rest of the family, I'm very shy with. So the thought of speaking to a large group of people is something I cannot cope with. The thought that everyone is judging, everyone is thinking something, after all, everyone has an opinion! And the fact that I muddle up my words, sweat like mad, hold back the tears and lose my breath makes it a very traumatic and stressful experience.
So those are my fears. I am aware I'm pathetic but at the end of the day, I'm only human!
Toodles!





I love swimming - I used to train 5 times a week. Needles are horrible, the thought of them makes me feel ill. You're not pathetic at all lovely :) x
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