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Clowns are fucking awful, I don't blame you.
My mom had this friend when I was growing up named Wendy, and looking back on it now she was probably some dominatrix or something
Anyway, one time I had to spend the night their while my mom was out of time. This fucking lady had DOZENS of the most horrible wooden clown dolls, paintings, and sculptures
And they were all old and looked like they had been dragged from hell
It was the worst sleep ever. I remember laying on my left side the whole time and just staring at a clownless corner of the room
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I have the most generic of phobias: heights
I can't deal with them. Mostly because I imagine I'm falling and how my bones break when I reach the floor.
My other phobia is weirder.
People pretending to be statues. Street performers mostly. The thought of now knowing when and how they'll move scares me for some reason.
Heights is my biggest fear. It's going up that's the easy part but when I try to go down I freeze and can't bring myself to move. >>1
A fear of being stared at is my weirdest phobia I'd say. Not as bad as my fear of heights but it makes me terrible at giving speeches or performing in front of a crowd
I don't like the ocean at all
even standing in a foot of water near the shore freaks me the fuck out
I can't see what is under there, it's such an alien world and they just want to rip up my feet :(
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Underwater objects are creepy as hell
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Fainting. I hate the way it feels, to lose all bodily control in that moment, having it start in my feet while I get light-headed. Waking up and not knowing how much time has passed, finding people standing over me. Not to mention when I was in high school, people thought it was hilarious that I could just drop like that. They would say stuff 'her head must be too heavy lololol' which would make me way more conscientious of it happening. The worst part is is that if I even -think- I have the slightest sensation of fainting, I get overly anxious and make fainting more likely to actually happen. It becomes a panic of 'oh god i'm going to faint i don't want to faint'. My ridiculous phobia is the worst when I drive because that's probably one of the worst places it could happen.
How come you would faint? Did you have diabetes or something?
I've never fained before, but I've always been afraid of falling asleep. I fear being able to tell that I've fallen asleep, sent in to a world of nothingness
Yet I end up doing it every night just fine lol
Spiders and insects in general.
I don't even understand why. If my memory serves me well, I've never had any kind of horrible experience with them, but for the longest time they've scared the fuck out of me.
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In the southwest we have these huge, awful things. One of the worst experiences ever:
I was walking to my car one night and felt something on my neck, my whole hand was immediately filled up with big black crust beetle
I threw it off immediately and screamed like a schoolgirl and did what could be compared to an Irish jig of some sorts
I have really severe anxiety/panic disorder as a result of some yuck stuff.
I can kind of feel you on the falling asleep thing because I have insomnia so I have to take medication that basically forces me asleep and it freaks me out in a similar way.
Is it weird that I'd be more comfortable with a horse sized one of those beetles rather than a bunch of tiny ones?
Yeah huge armored steeds, now that's therapy
Yeah, being able to tell that you're about to lose consciousness is no bueno. >>21
I know there's a phobia for everything but I am continually surprised, woah
I guess I've always thought of moths as the birds of insects, chill as fuck
Those crane flies can fuck off though
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THERE ARE REASONS FOR THE FEAR OF CLOWNS….>>3
heights fuck me up as well. i also hate elevators, but will still ride them…>>23
poodle moth. discovered in Venezuela 2009
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Underwater things that you can't really make out are really really creepy. It's really spooky when you're swimming and you can't see the bottom. Or when you're close to a rock or a crevice and you can't see anything but darkness in it.
Some other shit I find spooky:
>Television static>Ambient Noise>Really claustrophobic audio recordings>Inanimate objects that look like they have faces>Inanimate things that have eyes>large spiders/close ups of spiders>physical mutations>empty hospitals>parasites
And finally, worst of all>aliens/alien abductions
Yeah I think poltergeist turned a lot of us off of television static.
AM radio static at night can be pretty creepy, you can barely make out people talking.
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Public swimming pools of any kind.
God, these things are a cluster fuck of everything I fear/despise. So many things are wrong with public pools that I made a list:
>Self conscience because I'm half naked in front of strangers>Public pools are disgusting cesspools filled with the local peoples' piss and shit>Public pools are usually packed to the brim with people breaching your personal space>Not to mention all these people are practically naked and always touching you>Not to mention many of these people are obese tubs of lard, bulging out of what little "clothing" is covering them>Also, minorities >I have annoyingly sensitive skin, so I associate swimming pools with getting blistering, excruciating sunburns that last for days, and make it painful to even lie down.>I have a crippling fear of "the deep end"
(I can swim, It's just something about deep water I find unsettling. )>If you swim too deep, your ears pop painfully>chlorine water in your eyes>chlorine water up your nose>putrid chemical smell and sunscreen smell everywhere>fear of heights because diving board>fear of that earsplitting whistle and bitchy lifeguard yelling at you>fear of being held underwater too long>fear of scraping my knee or face against the concrete in the pool>fear of swimsuit coming off
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Oh, also, my parents apparently loved to torment me as a kid by telling me "cautionary" fucking horror stories to keep me safe.
They told me there was this grate at the bottom of the deep end that, when it was taken off, turned into a huge, suctioning drain. They said a kid was at a party and he got sucked to the bottom and drowned. The parents didn't find him until the party was over, hours later. They said they heard it on the news, but I call bullshit.
Needless to say, I fucking hate swimming, and haven't done so since I was thirteen. The fact that summer is coming back around is a source of extreme anxiety for me. The mere heat of the sun brings back horrible feelings. The most frustrating part about this is that people think I'm insane for this phobia.
Things flattening me and sucking me up. Like vacuums, escalators, and wheels heading toward me. I mean, I can handle them when they aren't near me, and I can ride bikes and use vacuums, but when they're being moved near me by others, it terrifies me.
Also, people watching me when I can't see them. When I lived at home, I couldn't be on our livingroom PC during the day, because I didn't want people to see what I was doing, even when it wasn't really embarrassing.
I get this a little bit. Even though I always lock my door and can semi-hear what's going on I have to check behind me every 10 minutes or so.
I've no idea what I'd do if there actually were something behind me
This sounds really debilitating :( I'm sorry to hear this.
I know it's cliche to suggest, but have you thought of seeking help? It's normal to want to preserve one's life, but you can't be scared of everything.
Did you always feel this way? Did something traumatic happen to you that brought about this behavior?
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When I was a child, I liked going swimming but I absolutely hated being underwater and looking across towards the deep end from the shallow end. This was a very specific fear - the depth of the blue colour from looking through all that water scared me. I could not bear looking at the murky, Neptune-like blue which enveloped my entire field of vision.
On many nights, I stayed up after the lights went out for up to an hour just listening to every creak and crackle of noise from the house, due to an irrational fear of being murdered in my sleep. I don't want to exaggerate this - I would always fall soundly sleep eventually - but on some nights I doubted whether I'd wake up alive and felt grateful in the morning for it. That was probably rare, though I distinctly remember it.
Nowadays, my skin begins to crawl at the suggestion or evidence of plastic surgery, especially lip injections. The idea of someone fiddling with my intact organs, re-organising bones and skin, injecting foreign substances in, and sewing things up afterwards creeps me out.
it's not as bad as I made it seem, certainly it is not as bad as it was this time last year. Mostly it's part of a more general anxiety problem, but that's kind of off topic. I did go to therapy for a while when I was younger but i haven't been in a while, it didn't really help then so I doubt it will now. If I do get help it would probably be for depression. >>122
I've spent a really long time thinking about this. It's not that I fear death (well not more than is natural), rather, I fear dying suddenly with no warning. I think it comes from some experiences as a young kid but I'd rather not go into too much detail about that. There's probably other influences too. I think a part of me wants to have some sort of disease, perhaps so that people will pay attention to me or care for me in some way. I'm not really sure, my head is a confusing place.
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I have a couple fears I can rationalize, like being afraid of needles, but one thing I never understood was my fear of mirrors in the dark. I'm not afraid of the dark, and I'm not afraid of mirrors, but when you combine both it's hell for me.
I have a mirror hanging right above the sink of the bathroom, so, when I wake up at night and go take a piss or something without turning the light on, I just look down at the toilet and down at the sink.
I have no idea why it happens. I'm not scared of something coming from behind me, if anything I would rather look at the mirror and see if there's someone coming from behind, but there's just something unsettling about it, something I can't stand. Even looking at the slight reflection of my face scares the hell out of me.>>4>A fear of being stared at is my weirdest phobia I'd say. Not as bad as my fear of heights but it makes me terrible at giving speeches or performing in front of a crowd
I wouldn't call it a fear, but I have that too.
In my case it's more that having my face be stared at just makes me conscious of all the people seeing me do something.
Wearing a mask or something that hides my face, even if only my nose and mouth, appears to relieve me a lot. Though I can't exactly use a ninja mask during a presentation.Deleted the previous post because I messed up formatting.
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Horrified by the idea of demonic possession and alien abduction. I don't think either of these things are actually real/possible, but the concepts freak me the fuck out. Especially demons/aliens crawling along walls or ceilings, fuckkkk.
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I was stalked through high school, so I'm creeped out by the idea of being watched/followed. I'm also fairly claustrophobic, especially when it comes to travel. Small cars, crowded buses/trains, that sort of thing.
Not much of a story, but here.>be me, innocent little freshman on the first day of school>I wonder what marvelous wonders await me?>live in a small town, go to a small school, get put in a small class.>I share an early class with a thoroughly… "unimpressive" girl.>messy hair, glasses, pasty skin, chapped lips, pizza face, obviously doesn't shower as often as she should, seems to be shunned by all the other kids, the whole nine yards. Eyes like the ones of a dead catfish you'd find on the edge of a muddy pond on a hot summer's day.>feel bad for her, and decide to sit next to her. Try to make a little small talk, but she doesn't seem very receptive to it.>Ask a few questions before class starts to try and get the ball rolling, but she only gives back short answers with no further explanation or anything. Refuses to make eye contact.>I felt like I was interrogating her instead of making a friend, so I stop.>turns out, she loved it.>she loved it a little too much.>way too much.
>>242>all throughout that class, she stared directly at me.>whenever I looked in her direction, she pretended to look somewhere else. I guess she thought she was sneaky, but obviously had no idea that peripheral vision was a thing.>anyways, she starts following me all the time. Same kind of thing as the staring, I think she didn't realize that I knew she was following me, but it was so painfully obvious. It's like she thought she was invisible.>I make a few more attempts to make friends with her, but the result is always the same.>awkward, silent, can't initiate a conversation.>Anyways, she never got to close to me, but was never far away either.>Thankfully, there was just that one shared class in freshman year.>Think the girl only had a temporary obsession, and that she'd lose it over the summer.>I don't see her all through summer vacation, so that's a good sign>but the next year… oh boy.
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Damn… Good story, thanks for sharing, it remind me of a classmate I had, not really spooky but it's kinda related.
>new guy on 4 grade>nobody likes him so I decided to talk to him>turns out he like the same videogames I do and also the same anime shows I liked back then>so we become friends and start hangout
Anyway, after that year he went back to his hometown, for 4 years I didn't know about him until…
>8th grade>new guy>he had the most strange haircut I've ever seen>everybody made fun of him because he was extremely weird.>we were childhood friends, so obviously I had to talk to him>we talk a bit, try to joke about some things we did on the past but he doesn't seem to care or remember
This is were the shit start to become really weird.>he was new so he decided he will start following me>follows me to wherever I go>he doens't talk to me, he just follows me>at first it was weird but I tried to not mind about it>1 week passes>ask him why he is still following me
<he replies: due to weather…>huh?>so I tried to lost him>some weeks passes and he still following me>I give up
I will continue on next post.
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Part 2: The bullshit.
He maintained a distance of like 5ft from me, so I decide to walk with him, if I couldn't get rid of him at least we could be friends or something, I figured out maybe that's the reason he was following me, or so I thought but that was even worse.
>he start telling me all kind of bullshit>he tells me he was 'pickpocket' and used to steal almost for living>he will told stupid shit like he was close to death several times etc.>he tell me he's alergic to women>he even tell me his cousin (female) raped him, and his sister helped her? >he tells me he had an abusive aunt who used to beat the shit of him everyday>once he told me he wanted to be jewish and black>he hated darwin because in his theory he said women appared after the man, and he believed women were superior to men >and even sometimes we had to do homework (yes, I let him join to my study groups because he had nobody). on saturdays, he would always said he couldn't go to my house because a fucking jewish law.>and everybody hated him even I did.>he would brag all the time about flunking every single class
Will continue on the next post.
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Part 2.2: More bullshit.
Among other things that he mentioned:>according to him he almost killed a teacher because she didn't like him>and not only almost killed her but also break into her house and stole her panties
and bullshit like that.
His brother was a thief and a junkie, and very well know on my twon, but my mother was friend of his mother, so he (the brother) decited to rob my house, I didn't blamed him (the guy), never even mentioned, but one day he said me this:
>I heard my brother rob some things on your house>yeah.>and he told me: you and your family are a bunch of stupids>eh? why?>because my brother it's a bad thief, If I had done it I would had done it better, it's you and your family fault for being stolen.
I was really confused that time.
Will continue on the next post.
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Part 3: Obssesion?.
I always got the feeling that this guy was kinda obssesed with me, I always was an anime fan and I used to play some videogames, and sometimes I would talk about it with my actual friends.
>talk about a new anime with my friends>he would watch it after school (or probably watch the important scenes) and come and say it was the best anime ever>he would lie about that kind of things everyday>he would lie about having watched an anime or played a game>he even would lie about games or series that don't even exist so he could talk with us>it didn't matter what it was I said I like it, he would started liking it too>music, games, anime, books, it didn't matter
I never realized it, but a friend commented on it, and told me to test it, he told me to say in front of all my friends I liked [X], and of course the next day he come saying he liked [X] and always like it.
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Part 4: Memorable mentions.
The strangest memory I have about him was one time I told him I didn't like violence and I considered myself a pacifist, I was lying down on a school bench with my backpack on my face, (I was trying to sleep), so only could hear him, and he got upset because what I said, and took one of my hand and starting scratching it wiht a small rock, I couldn't understand why he was doing it, but I endured the pain, and then he starting hit my arm with tree branch, and the he got scared because my hand was bleeding a bit, probably because I will report him?.
I wen't to the infirmary and they cleaned the wounds (they were small), I still have a little scar on my hand, I don't really mind it but I never understood why he did it, he even would lie about it, saying he didn't, he said another person came and started hitting me, so he stoped and bullshit like that.
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Part 5: Ending.
Anyway, sorry for making such a long post, I had almost forgot about him and now that I remembered I felt like I had to get it out of my chest, if you're wondering what happened to my school life after that, it was ruined, I used to be considered 'the smart guy' and people would talk to me, some girls were interested on my actually, but after he started following me all my classmates stopped talking to me, some even said I was gay and he was my boyfriend, others started to hate me, girls won't even talk to me, etc.
After 2 years I decided to go to another school, never knew about him after that and thanks God for that.
Again, sorry I didn't expected to write such a long post.
>Never sympathize with the shy girl. It is not fucking worth it.
I agree, Never sympathize with the shy girl and the new guy who's a werido. It is not fucking worth it, it doesn't matter how much you feel bad abou them, don't do it.