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I don't think I fear anything...at least not anything 'unrational' in my mind.

Frank Hipper wrote:

Broomstick wrote: All diabetes is bad. If you think otherwise, you're only fooling yourself.

Untreated Type II can maim and kill just as much as Type I.

Not quite.
A Type 2 diabetic can survive for months to years untreated, depending on the individual case, while a person with full-blown Type 1 can survive no more than a couple days without insulin, and that's at the very most.

An untreated Type 2 diabetic is a very sick person facing a highly reduced lifespan and an array of health problems that may lead to death; an untreated Type 1 diabetic is dead the day after tomorrow.

Right, because a long, lingering death of going blind and losing one's feet to gangrene and peripheral nerve damage is so much better than quickly falling into a coma and dying.

Maybe for you, buddy, but they both look like unpleasent ways to go for me. They're both bad.

Broomstick,
I think its obvious to everyone that all diabetes is bad. I did not mean to imply that it wasn't. Some people prefer a miserable life than death.
For the record: I do not have diabetes.

Needles are my biggest fear. I just can't stand the idea of something so small and metal going into my skin a poking a pin-prick hole, ugh. I can get injections, and do it without any visible sign I'm afraid these days- but just hearing that I have to get injected or watching someone get stuck sends a big spike of adrenilin into my system.

The odd thing about my fear is that I'm not afraid of the pain. I have no problem watching huge amounts of gore, and getting cut by bladed objects doesn't phase me because I have a fairly high pain tolerance.




Also, snakes on planes.

Broomstick wrote:

Frank Hipper wrote:

Broomstick wrote: All diabetes is bad. If you think otherwise, you're only fooling yourself.

Untreated Type II can maim and kill just as much as Type I.

Not quite.
A Type 2 diabetic can survive for months to years untreated, depending on the individual case, while a person with full-blown Type 1 can survive no more than a couple days without insulin, and that's at the very most.

An untreated Type 2 diabetic is a very sick person facing a highly reduced lifespan and an array of health problems that may lead to death; an untreated Type 1 diabetic is dead the day after tomorrow.

Right, because a long, lingering death of going blind and losing one's feet to gangrene and peripheral nerve damage is so much better than quickly falling into a coma and dying.

Maybe for you, buddy, but they both look like unpleasent ways to go for me. They're both bad.

Let me clarify this for you, since that rolleyes smiley indicates I used words or made a point you can't understand:
Untreated Type 1 diabetes is a guaranteed death sentence.
Untreated Type 2 diabetes is not a guaranteed death sentence.

The potential to maim and kill "just as much" between the two does not exist, especially considering that those complications you mention are not unlikely for a Type 1 who takes their insulin, eats right, and exercises.

They may both be bad, but one is much worse, much more potentially fatal, and at this time 100% incurable.

I have a stupid fear of horses.

taz wrote:I have a stupid fear of horses.

How ironic! I wanted a pony when I was a child! Exciting, yes? A glimpse into my personal life? No?

I'm afraid of certain kinds of freestanding heights, and of large drops. For example, I've never been of a mind to go cliff-jumping off of forty and fifty foot cliffs into a lake, or to go off the 35-foot jumping platform at the local pool.

I have a couple deepseated fears that don't really make sense even to me.

I have a fear of needles, for one, enough that I avoid going to doctors if that's going to be required for whatever they're doing. I can get blood drawn or a shot though or whatever, it just takes someone to hold me down or something so I don't jerk away in fear while it's in me.

And depictions of stellar objects, for some reason. I have no clue why, but seeing a movie (has to be moving, still images don't work) picture of a planet or star or asteroid impact or something gives me this feeling that almos resembles what I'd call intense vertigo and this overwhelming desire to shut it off or look away or something. It doesn't happen all the time any more, but stars, gas giants, and comets still weid me out.

I wish that one made any sense whatsoever, because a fear so stupid I can't even describe what's going on makes me sound a little crazy.

Um, anyway, heights. I'm usually not like immobilized by them unless I'm on top of a building or something but being high up is very scary.

And fast speeds. I don't know if it's motion sickness or something but like turnpike level speeds make me a bit uncomfortable and the stereotypical teenage drivers pulling into driveways at 50 mph makes me sort of hunker down and grip an object tightly. Strangely heights+fast speeds for airplanes doesn't bother me.

I don't think I'm as much afraid of fast speed as I am of idiots behind a wheel either on my end or someone else's that hits us. A crash at 50 mph is deadlier than one at 20 mph.

Rejection- I'm a stupid teenager. I know this. I don't think I need to explain this one since all of you have either been or are currently being stupid teenagers at the moment.

Spiders. I can handle bugs, I just kill them or the like, but a spider is an intensely unnatural animal form that deserves to be endangered and found only in a single zoo if not exterminated alltogether from earth, and damn the ecological consequences. They are creepy motherfuckers.

Large pictures of bugs. They're annoying enough when small. A picture of a bug blown up so they're the size of a terrier is just too much. The things are unnatural looking fuckers, made to die under my attacks with can and shoe and fist, not to be looked at. Ever wonder why black and white horror films had gigantic bugs as their villains? Because the things are creepy. That's why. Hurr, what did you expect?

The dark. I've been getting better with this, but darkness is something I don't like. Lights are meant to stay on since we invented them. Turning the lights off invites things in the shadows to come out and strange noises. Luckily for some reason the covers over your head and a stuffed a- erm, I mean, the covers over your head seems to block this out. I've been recently not doing that to see if you can build up tolerance to it like your night vision in slow motion or something.

Those are the pertinent ones. I have more, since I'm basically a gigantic bundle of neurosises, but those are the major ones.

It's easy to explain MRDOD's fear of stellar objects: You're waiting for the damn things to fall! Your mind is goimg "What the fuck is it doing up there? Why doesn't it come crashing down?!?!? Balls shouldn't just float up there like that! Oooh-err, now I'm dizzy!"

It's your earth-bound, strong-local-gravity defined senses rebelling against something that's way outside their reference frame.

And of course, since this is a phobia we're talking about, your rational understanding of gravity and stellar mechanics means just two things: "Diddly" and "squat".

I have a strange fear of Lightning, for some reason. Even though it is rare in Southern California. But my visits to Joburg during my winter/their summer certainly didn't help that one.

Very large house furniture (Due to almost killing my mother and sisters by tipping a massive mirror when I was young)

Insects (Cockroaches and spiders in particular):
This started after a few incidents:

A massive Spider under our nannies bed when I was young that I ended up killing with a broomstick handle while it crawled in half with it's yellow guts lying about while she screamed and screamed (And this after we had slammed a 100 kg of dogfood and tin over it to no effect), afterwards I puked considerably.

A cockroach in my shoe that I discovered by scratching my leg after putting the shoe on and walking with it, only to find my fingers touching something and flipping it out.

A massice cockroach in my toilet (Under the toilet seat to be precise).
Since then I've always checked under the seat, and I always send a small prayer of thanks to the fates that I noticed it before sitting down for a shit (So it didn't crawl up my ass thank Abaddon).

Also sitting down to read a book a few times and finding ants all over my trousers and pants didn't help though it didn't cause it.


I also have a fear of falls, I can climb well and easily, but if I look back or down then I'm in trouble.

As a kid while in a mountain climbing center (indoors) I once got stuck up a climbing wall [after looking down and being stuck] for about 10-15 minutes.
As a kid for years when driving up mountains/steep and high paths I'd curl up into a ball on the side of the car to help balance it in the event of a crash, and even today I prefer to sit on the inroad side of the car (Facing the rock, not the abyss).
I don't have a problem flying in planes and looking down oddly enough, it's the danger of falling thats the problem and seeing it in a non secure position.

Yup, Joburg in summer is the last place in the world to go if you have a problem with lightning. Highveld summer storms are both spectacular and very frequent.

But damn, it is pretty to look at, if you don't mind the chance of a violent and painful death. Or you could just stay indoors.

My main phobia is fear of anything interfering with my wrists. I hate to even think about my wrists or say the word in my head. It makes them feel weird and I feel compelled to cross my arms to protect them. As I wrote this I squirmed multiple times.

Other than that I have the normal ones of spiders and snakes. Snakes aren't a severe fear so long as they don't move towards me, when they do that, it's almost brown trousers time. Spiders are creepy and skittery and should keep away from human habitation. I've woke up twice with a spider on my face as I slept, and preened one almost dead one from my hair when I was in the shower. Fuckers.

When I've woke up with one on my face, I thought it was just an itch, caused by a hair as it moved around my face, then I grabbed it and it was wiggling it's legs at me. Urgh, I put it in my ghostbusters trap toy and went back to sleep and killed it in the morning.

The hair one was more recent, I just thought it was a tangle, (the spider had huddled itself into a ball in the heat of the shower) and I preened it out of my hair, looked closely at it and then its legs spread outagainst my thumb and it started wriggling,, I was repulsed and pelted it into the bottom of the shower while getting out myself, then hosed it down the plughole with the shower.

Wasps are bastards and have stung me twice, both times in really unhelpful areas, behind my ear and on the bottom of my foot (what the hell was it doing on the carpet anyway?).

I hate but don't fear flies and mosquitoes.

There's a family phobia on my mum's side that's shared by my brother and I; moths. We all just hate them and the way they fly at you, and how they're not made like any other animal on the planet. They seem to be made out of some sort of satanic dust.

Rye I hate mothes as well. I also hate June bugs. I can't believe I forgot to mention those. Snakes make me uncomfy and rats, mice, bats, all unnatural creatures who live in the sewers. Yuk.