A girl on her phobias
I was thinking about all the phobias I have, and realized that I don't know all of them. Among the most prominent is my claustrophobia. I've been getting better at that; the last time I got stuck (I was rolled up in a Persian rug. Don't ask), I overrode my IPM (instant panic mechanism. Huzzah for making up words. XD) and said, "Calm down. There is a hole on the end. There is air, and you CAN breathe." It worked, but I still tried to get out as fast as possible and still ended up crying in front of my drama class. ;_;
And actually, my claustrophobia sometimes fades into cleithrophobia - fear of being locked in an enclosed space.
And so, I've learned a few new words:
catoptrophobia/eisoptrophobia, or the fear of mirrors/seeing oneself in a mirror. Only does the former apply to me. And yet, my bed currently faces my mirror (left side of my room, at the end of the closet). And my parents wonder why I always sleep facing the wall behind my door (to the right, where my bookcases and swords are).
cetaphobia: It doesn't officially exist, but it's apparently a more common fear than I expected - fear of WHALES. Yes, those large mammals that swim in the depths of the ocean. They terrify me, all right?
Linked to the one above, I can't seem to find an appropriate name for it. It's my irrational fear of being surrounded by open water, especially in the middle of the ocean (i.e. water where I can't see the bottom). I guess that's two different phobias - being surrounded by water, and being unable to see the bottom of a body of water.
I'd rather be in the water with a shark than a whale, but I'd obviously be trying to get away from the shark. I'm more than fairly sure that it wouldn't like to a cuddle or to give me a ride back to land. And yet your so-called "gentle giants" of the sea? I'd probably faint and drown if I saw one.
Also, I have a fear of getting stuck in things. Being unable to get an article of clothing off, getting an appendage jammed between two things...it all scares the crap out of me, and I always end up hurting myself more than is necessary in order to terminate the situation. No word for that as of yet.
Oh, and the trip to Luke's was fabulous and has left me with a rather terrible schedule of waking up anywhere from 8 A.M. - 11:00 A.M. These hours are strange and unknown to me, and I would like to be able to do something without falling asleep. It makes late-night...anything a little difficult.
And so, with that said, I can't keep my eyes focused any longer. The pillow beckons.
And actually, my claustrophobia sometimes fades into cleithrophobia - fear of being locked in an enclosed space.
And so, I've learned a few new words:
catoptrophobia/eisoptrophobia, or the fear of mirrors/seeing oneself in a mirror. Only does the former apply to me. And yet, my bed currently faces my mirror (left side of my room, at the end of the closet). And my parents wonder why I always sleep facing the wall behind my door (to the right, where my bookcases and swords are).
cetaphobia: It doesn't officially exist, but it's apparently a more common fear than I expected - fear of WHALES. Yes, those large mammals that swim in the depths of the ocean. They terrify me, all right?
Linked to the one above, I can't seem to find an appropriate name for it. It's my irrational fear of being surrounded by open water, especially in the middle of the ocean (i.e. water where I can't see the bottom). I guess that's two different phobias - being surrounded by water, and being unable to see the bottom of a body of water.
I'd rather be in the water with a shark than a whale, but I'd obviously be trying to get away from the shark. I'm more than fairly sure that it wouldn't like to a cuddle or to give me a ride back to land. And yet your so-called "gentle giants" of the sea? I'd probably faint and drown if I saw one.
Also, I have a fear of getting stuck in things. Being unable to get an article of clothing off, getting an appendage jammed between two things...it all scares the crap out of me, and I always end up hurting myself more than is necessary in order to terminate the situation. No word for that as of yet.
Oh, and the trip to Luke's was fabulous and has left me with a rather terrible schedule of waking up anywhere from 8 A.M. - 11:00 A.M. These hours are strange and unknown to me, and I would like to be able to do something without falling asleep. It makes late-night...anything a little difficult.
And so, with that said, I can't keep my eyes focused any longer. The pillow beckons.