It strikes again
Okay....so for those of you who don't know me that well here is some insight: I am extremely necrophobic. That means I am scared to death of things that are dead.
A couple weeks ago I found a dead mouse that my cat killed on the living room floor. I immediately ran outside and started to cry. I freaked out and called everyone I know to try to find someone who could help me. Finally, I found someone who came over and took care of it. But while I waited I was on the porch crying to myself and trying to calm down.
Just now I was doing the dishes. And there it was. I accidentally touched it. Another dead mouse. I can still feel it's furry flesh on my fingertip. I immediately ran out of the kitchen, screaming at the top of my lungs. My heart is pounding, my breathing fast. It's still there. Now, everyone I know is at work and I am trapped in this house with this lifeless thing. I don't know what to do.
This is not an irrational fear. It stems from watching my grandmother (who lived with us for 10 years) die. I don't know what to do. I wish someone could come rescue me. I need to calm down and breathe normally but I can't relax knowing that it's there. And all my dishes were soaking with it.
Please someone, help me.
A couple weeks ago I found a dead mouse that my cat killed on the living room floor. I immediately ran outside and started to cry. I freaked out and called everyone I know to try to find someone who could help me. Finally, I found someone who came over and took care of it. But while I waited I was on the porch crying to myself and trying to calm down.
Just now I was doing the dishes. And there it was. I accidentally touched it. Another dead mouse. I can still feel it's furry flesh on my fingertip. I immediately ran out of the kitchen, screaming at the top of my lungs. My heart is pounding, my breathing fast. It's still there. Now, everyone I know is at work and I am trapped in this house with this lifeless thing. I don't know what to do.
This is not an irrational fear. It stems from watching my grandmother (who lived with us for 10 years) die. I don't know what to do. I wish someone could come rescue me. I need to calm down and breathe normally but I can't relax knowing that it's there. And all my dishes were soaking with it.
Please someone, help me.