Once more for the lists. Does anyone else feel like there is a difference between something that you’re afraid of and a fear?
Like, okies, I see it like this: I’m afraid of things, I have fears of the unknown. Does that make sense?
I am straight up afraid of clowns. It all goes back to a dream I had when I was 4. I remember it vividly to this day and I still hate clowns. Not the cute little cartoon clowns. They are fine. It’s when people dress up as clowns. Even if they are at a kid’s birthday party – that’s creepy and they best stay away from me. 2nd asked me one day what would happen if there was a clown at 4th’s birthday party. And I was like “GAH….like I’d go, but I’m going to stay as far away from that clown as possible and it better not try to come up behind me because I will scream and start to cry. I’m not even kidding.”
“what if 4th wanted a picture with you and the clown”
“no”
“what if (my boyfriend at the time) was going to propose to you and he had the clown hold the ring for him but you had to take the ring from the clown after he was done?”
And then the what if’s just kept getting more and more ridiculous from there. They ended somewhere around a burning car and people trapped inside and the only way to save them was to work with the clown or something.
I’m also afraid of spiders. I can deal with common house spiders no problem (although I will make anyone else kill them if it’s possible) which is good because no one at my work will kill a spider. The kids will go to school and tell their mom to tell me to kill a spider that they saw at 7:30 am that morning and I don’t arrive until 2:30. Um yeah…ok…I most definitely killed that spider…
Heights are definitely on the list as well. If you give me a step stool to reach something, I will go no further than literally the first step. And if that doesn’t make my 5’6 self tall enough to reach it, then oh wells…guess I didn’t need that after all.
PS: I have spent the majority of my adult life believing that I’m 5’7. Then 4th measures me the other day because she found a measuring tape and that means we all had to be measured and it turns out I’m only 5’6. I feel like my whole life has been a lie now.
But then there are things that I fear. You know regular things like death, not finding love, or actually finding that person that I can be truly vulnerable with enough to be comfortable without my wig. Oooo that’s a big one. Which seems a little hypocritical (I’m scared of not finding someone but then I’m also scared of actually finding them), but I don’t even feel that comfortable around my immediate family. I was planning on making a Giggling Follower’s post of me sans Doris, but I’ve chickened out. Maybe one day. Then why even tell us, T?! Well because this is my blog and I do what I want when I want and I’m trying to be honest. Gimmie a break!
The one thing that I am most in fear of at this moment though is that the tickle in the back of my throat won’t go away and all the Caribbean Aunties will hear me continue to cough and clear my throat and force me to eat another clove of raw garlic. I am most certainly not mentally prepared to do that again…even though the first piece definitely helped. Thankfully Granny is going out for the day with one of the aunties so that’s two out of the house. *hides in my room with a cup of tea and my book pretending that everything is ok*
This post is part of my 30 Days of Writing Challenge.
Dolls, man. Dolls are freaky! 😳
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OMG YES! When I was around 7 I was gifted a set of clown dolls. CLOWN DOLLS!! You know the ones with the porcelain faces and cloth bodies? My mom wouldn’t let me get rid of them because they were a gift but I couldn’t keep them in my room. I hope they have been broken or lost by this point. Burning in hell is another totally acceptable outcome as well.
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Jeez, did you piss them off or something? Who gives evil as a gift?!? 😃😃
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I know RIGHT?!?!?! I collected little figurines when I was younger but that was just plain mean.
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Hahaha! I completely agree! 😃
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I second that! My mom has an ENTIRE ROOM of freaking dolls. One is even bald and has a “toupee”. I am not even kidding. Whenever I stay over, I have to move them all out, because the dolls are in the same room where her GUESTS SLEEP. UGH. Just NO.
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Oh, hell no! I d be on the couch…and the door to that room would have to remain closed. At ALL times. 👀
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OMG NO FREAKING WAY
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Yeah…
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I’m afraid of peacocks. I was attacked by one when I was younger, so I keep my distance anytime they’re around.
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oh no!!! I was attacked by a swan once lol
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And I’m sure you keep your distance with them now… swans are evil!
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Totally do! And yes they are so evil. Actually not a fan of birds in general now that I think about it haha. The kids at work have 2 and when they are out of theie cage I’m in a semi-panic mode. Just when they are flying around though. And geese. Oooo Canadian geese are the WORST
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I grew up with 2 little cockteils, so I have a soft spot for the smaller birds, and I have a bird feeder right outside my window and love watching the wild birds eat and hop around. But the bigger the bird, the less likability in my book. Emus and ostriches can go back to the Jurassic period for all I care.
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Im just afraid of them flying into my hair. I hate when they are flying. We had a bird when I was younger too but he was lovely haha.
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Sharks, like I can’t even look at a picture of them and I get panicked even swimming in a swimming pool because I fee like they are there…chasing me, so stupid!!
Also old portraits (for example the very famous Mona Lisa) the eyes freak me out, I feel like I’m being watched!!
Clowns are creepy and I used to be scared of Santa but I’m good with them now!!
As for actual fears, my main one is people I love dying! I don’t think I fear dying myself but losing my people I can’t even bear to think about!
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Oh old portraits! My parents have this old bubble frame from like before Jesus was born or something and the picture in it freaks me the frick frack out!!! I literally can’t be in the same room as it. They don’t even know the lady in the photo but refuse to take the picture out!!
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Yeeeegh! That sounds horrific!
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It really is lol
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I am deathly afraid of any and all snakes!!!!!!
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Same here!
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Hmm…I feel left out. i don’t have anything like that that I am afraid of. I think clowns are creepy, and I get a little freaked out when mice or spiders are running towards me. I’m not really afraid of them though…
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I think that’s a good thing! 🙂
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It’s a bit weird though. I’m trying to brainstorm things that terrify me. Hmm…
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No it’s all good!! Lol After posting O noticed I have a few fears surrounding the kids I work with. One has so many allergies and asthma and he wasn’t feeling well last night and that was pretty scary to think about if his mom wasnt there. But she ran through some proceedures with me so its a little less scart but still wow lol
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I am terrified of guns and I fear death
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I’ve never been afraid of guns. But I definitely understand why you would be. Bad experiences fuel our fears and phobias.
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You don’t even have to be near one to be hit. Scares me. Seb wants one but I can’t do it lol
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Oh goodness I couldn’t ever own one. But I’ve shot a few various air rifles. Nothing lethal though.
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I could probably do a whole series of posts for things I’m afraid of. Like, a year-long series.
And this:
“PS: I have spent the majority of my adult life believing that I’m 5’7. Then 4th measures me the other day because she found a measuring tape and that means we all had to be measured and it turns out I’m only 5’6. I feel like my whole life has been a lie now.”
The exact same thing happened to me a few months ago! I have been 5’7″ for my entire adult life… but at my last physical, they told me 5’6.5″ I was horrified! LOL So silly. I mean, damn, 29 is too young to start shrinking… 😉
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29 IS too young to be shrinking! But same with 30 lol I think I need to have someone other than an 8-year old measure me haha
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Yeah… maybe I wasn’t standing up straight. 🙂
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Same here lol
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I’d kill to be 5’6. I’m 5’ 1 and a damn half. I round up to 5’2.
And I’m fearful of everything. Very emotional night.
I enjoy your spunk!
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