Everything is a figment of my imagination and I am the only being that ever existed. You're all just NPCs in my single player RPG
My SO and I are terrified of being killed in a mass shooting. We are afraid almost all the time. We always check our exits and have a meet up plan in case we get separated. We don't go to concerts without bag checks or metal detectors. We always sit in the back in movie theaters so nobody can ever be behind us. We'll often more hurriedly leave places if we are uncomfortable. It's not really a problem with places we go often like the grocery store or anything. But any time we go somewhere that feels "vulnerable" we don't go in without an active shooter plan. It's an unrealistic and unhealthy way to live.
I poked a hole in the roof of my mouth once with a straw.I hate straws because I'm worried I'll get knocked forward onto one and gouge out a circular chunk of my eyeball.
I also think about this when i'm in public. I haven't started planning out escape routes and stuff like that but I unfortunately do get suspicious seeing people with backpacks/bags in areas where that isn't really that common.
Have you seen Free Solo?The man on wire(?) trailer with third rock from the sun kid (Stewart?) almost made me breech birth in the theater. Scared to Google the right movie.
I don't fear birds, but I do kinda fucking hate them.Not mine, but my ex was wildly afraid of birds and found everything about them to be deeply disturbing. Didn't even like to look at pictures.
She was also fundamentally terrified of big things in water, like large boats. Not of being on them, but just the fact that they exist.
I'm afraid of mice because they're disgusting. They have all sorts of germs, they chew things up in your home and shit everywhere. There's something about their little feet and beady eyes that just grosses me out. Really, just every physical feature of mice/rats makes me feel icky. The idea of one crawling over my body freaks me out and I hate the idea of them being in my home, especially when they make noise in the walls.I never understood fear of snakes or mice. They're cute. I mean, I had a pet tarantula and have no problem with spiders, but I still at least get why people are afraid of them. I personally think centipedes are horrible abominations but come on, there's no comparing those hell beasts to something like an adorable fuzzy little rodent. Yet if you put a mouse or rat near my mom she loses her mind whereas she doesn't give a shit about most bugs (notable exception: tarantulas). My 8 year old niece has pet rats and loves them so that's been pretty funny to watch.
I'm afraid of mice because they're disgusting. They have all sorts of germs, they chew things up in your home and shit everywhere. There's something about their little feet and beady eyes that just grosses me out. Really, just every physical feature of mice/rats makes me feel icky. The idea of one crawling over my body freaks me out and I hate the idea of them being in my home, especially when they make noise in the walls.
I realize you're talking about domesticated mice as pets but honestly they still make me uncomfortable even if they're not the same as pests.
Bird behaviour is more disturbing than having wings for arms. They way they move is very un-mammalian, reminds me of quick lizards - which makes sense given their descent from dinos.I don't fear birds, but I do kinda fucking hate them.
They don't have arms. Who the fuck (besides insects) have legs but no arms? Creepy as fuck. And don't tell me most animals have 4 legs and no arms. I know that. But fuck birds.
This has roots on a real-life experience I lived through when the brakes of my old muscle car (https://www.forzamotorsport.net/en-us/news/hma_5_15_14) failed during a controlled-environment drag race.