Dear Dark,
Fear is scary. If I could choose my phobias, I would fear bubblegum or popsicles (but never dust bunnies who run rampant in my house).
Instead, I fear these four things:
1. Spiders (big and small)
2. The dark (that time of day without light)
3. Closed in spaces (elevators, closets, coffins)
4. Change (not coins, but things that happen to alter ones normal life)
I decided I would write a note to one of my phobias (I really need a pen pal).
Dear Dark (also known as: darkness, midnight without the moon, nighttime),
You have bullied me from a very young age. I imagine you entertaining those things that go bump in the night. I imagine your playmates are zombies, people who want to stab, oh and spiders. Your lack of light makes me shiver and distrust. Have you ever considered lightening up a bit?
You mock me with your noises. You trick me with the light of the moon then make it disappear behind a cloud. You are cruel with your howling and hooting from who knows where. You make my mind go crazy with images.
However, I must accommodate you in order to sleep. Without sleep, I cannot live. Therefore, Dark, I must learn to live with you.
Sincerely frightened,
JW
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Instead, I fear these four things:
1. Spiders (big and small)
2. The dark (that time of day without light)
3. Closed in spaces (elevators, closets, coffins)
4. Change (not coins, but things that happen to alter ones normal life)
I decided I would write a note to one of my phobias (I really need a pen pal).
Dear Dark (also known as: darkness, midnight without the moon, nighttime),
You have bullied me from a very young age. I imagine you entertaining those things that go bump in the night. I imagine your playmates are zombies, people who want to stab, oh and spiders. Your lack of light makes me shiver and distrust. Have you ever considered lightening up a bit?
You mock me with your noises. You trick me with the light of the moon then make it disappear behind a cloud. You are cruel with your howling and hooting from who knows where. You make my mind go crazy with images.
However, I must accommodate you in order to sleep. Without sleep, I cannot live. Therefore, Dark, I must learn to live with you.
Sincerely frightened,
JW
Gotta phobia? Wanna talk about it?
Photo source: Google images
Comments
I love the dark. I'm very comfortable in it. But then, I'm pretty comfortable with the darker side of my personality, as well.
Phobias -- I can get claustrophobic, and I don't like heights very much. I can't swim, and I have such a block about it at this point that it's one of the few things I doubt I'll ever overcome.
Usually, if I'm afraid of something, I get aggressive towards it. In a fight or flight situation, I usually turn and fight.
I don't know if anyone shares this huge phobia of mine. I am afraid of getting "lost". I'm talking about taking off in your vehicle to somewhere you've never been. I rarely do that because I have a fear of getting turned around, or lost. I've actually had panic attacks. I can't think with reason, and have to call someone to talk me through it until I'm back on track.
This phobia is so debilitating at times, and my sister thinks it's because I was rarely allowed to drive after getting my license growing up, then I married a controlling man that never let me drive. I have no confidence and would like to conquer it! Willing to take any suggestions!
Mason
Thoughts in Progress
Heights. I have a problem with being too far off the ground, like five feet is too far. And, yet, I long to ride in a hot air balloon. Don't think that will ever happen!
I remember playin' on the floor while mom wrote a letter to my grandmother. It was so dark she had to turn on the light to see. Daddy ran in scooped us up to drive to my Granny Walden's nearby farm who had a storm shelter.
I sat in the backseat of the rockin' car as we hurried down our private lane. When we reached Granny's big oak trees fell before daddy who held me tightly in his arms. My parents jumped over the white picket fence instead of takin' the time to open the gate.
Mama was so drenched that she borrowed a dress from Granny. That seemed to be the funniest thing I'd ever seen, I still remember laughing my scared little five year old heart out to this day.
Great post girl....fears!
God bless ya and have a marvelous day void of things that go bump in the night! :o)
Great blog.
This was a beautifully written letter.
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
I have a fear of multiple legs (centipeded and the like)--BIG spiders (but not the small). But yeah... the one that causes actual panic is the claustrophobia thing. Especially if I am MOVING through a small space (a tunnel)--I think what I really fear is getting stuck or trapped.
I'm afraid of growling, snarling dogs. I love the friendly kind. :-)
I'm afraid of being out alone at night in deserted areas, say the car gets stuck... I must have a cell phone, while my husband thinks they are unnecessary. :-) Is it imagination working overtime?
Very tall heights I'm not too happy about .. I walked across the Humber Bridge .. it was ok as long as my mind didn't wander too much
& I guess it's mostly the mind playing tricks on us .. except for things like the tornado - that I agree I wouldn't like ..& be frightened of ..
Fear is logical, but also mind playing .. like groups of kids/men/women (now) I'm not sure about .. not happy with those sometimes & take avoiding action if I can.
Thanks - rather long .. sorry! Hilary
I, however, am terrified of scorpions.
B xx