Fears
I have a really dumb, irrational fear. I've always had it, and while I thought that when I got older it would go away, it has not. I am afraid of needles. Even watching someone else get a shot gives me the willies. When someone is going to give me one, I get pale and clammy and start to shake, and I can never ever watch. I look away and grip my seat and try not to think about it. I especially don't like needles around my hands, i.e. for an IV or when they prick your finger. Uggghhh. Pricking my finger with a needle scares me more than anything.
It's ridiculous. I know that it's good for me, that it will help me and that it will only hurt a little. But the idea of that long, cold metal piercing into my body freaks me out, and apparently always will. I am getting a flu shot today, and I am not looking forward to it.
Also, don't ask me to kill a spider. There was a huge, brown, hairy one at work recently. It crawled up out of the bookcase as I was sorting books. I knew I had to kill it, otherwise it would always be lurking there, but it took me about five minutes to finally do it. I wished Matt was there so I could ask him to do it for me, but there was no one helpful around.
Someone asked my what my actual worst fear was recently, the worst thing that I could imagine. Of course, being me, I couldn't just say sharks or something, I had to actually think about it. Bad idea. I thought of the gimp in Pulp Fiction. Now, maybe that's just some crazy fetishest (sp?) guy that's into being a gimp or something. But my first thought was that he was someone they had kidnapped and just decided to keep in that box, and eventually he went crazy. So, that's really my greatest fear. Being kidnapped and... well, you know. You could never escape, never even move, if you were kept in the dark like that, in a box. Just wait for them to come for you. Ughh. As much as I love that movie, as much as it makes me laugh, sometimes I can't just laugh off that scene. Sometimes it really freaks me out, that there are people like that in the world. Hopefully I never come across one.
It's ridiculous. I know that it's good for me, that it will help me and that it will only hurt a little. But the idea of that long, cold metal piercing into my body freaks me out, and apparently always will. I am getting a flu shot today, and I am not looking forward to it.
Also, don't ask me to kill a spider. There was a huge, brown, hairy one at work recently. It crawled up out of the bookcase as I was sorting books. I knew I had to kill it, otherwise it would always be lurking there, but it took me about five minutes to finally do it. I wished Matt was there so I could ask him to do it for me, but there was no one helpful around.
Someone asked my what my actual worst fear was recently, the worst thing that I could imagine. Of course, being me, I couldn't just say sharks or something, I had to actually think about it. Bad idea. I thought of the gimp in Pulp Fiction. Now, maybe that's just some crazy fetishest (sp?) guy that's into being a gimp or something. But my first thought was that he was someone they had kidnapped and just decided to keep in that box, and eventually he went crazy. So, that's really my greatest fear. Being kidnapped and... well, you know. You could never escape, never even move, if you were kept in the dark like that, in a box. Just wait for them to come for you. Ughh. As much as I love that movie, as much as it makes me laugh, sometimes I can't just laugh off that scene. Sometimes it really freaks me out, that there are people like that in the world. Hopefully I never come across one.