Hey Pandas, Do You Have Funny Irrational Fears? (Closed)

Getting my nails painted. Weirdly doesn't apply to toenails ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠∵⁠ ⁠)⁠┌

Wood

Especially wet wood

I think it comes from those awful little ice cream cups, with the tiny little wooden spoons. I was always terrified that I’d get a splinter in my mouth 🤮

I have the fear of looking up.

There is a name for it but I forgot what it was. It only applies if I am seeing nothing but sky. It makes me feel like I am going to suddenly fall to my death, even if I am standing on the ground.

Not terrified to do it but it makes extremely uncomfortable.

It's a weird one.

I'm seriously terrified of a zombie apocalypse - so much so that it was over of the reasons I learnt to drive!

I am terrified of people my age and small kids

yes I am mortified if sitting on an overpass in my car surrounded by traffic just idling.

I have PTSD from workplace bullying so I have been unable to return to any workplace, even as a volunteer. Can't handle loud environments with too many people - even shopping or excursions also trigger me. I don't get panic attacks any more but I do have to have a quiet lie down after such experiences.

In response to many of the fears expressed in this list, unless they can be traced to a present life source, then they may have a past life source. Past life regression is a proven assistance, as can meditation. Love to all!

Giant flora and fauna.

I’m dead serious. It’s ridiculous. Fortunately though, it’s not something I stumble across everyday. In fact I was 20 before I realised I had this stupid fear. At first I didn’t even understand what was happening; one moment I was walking into the giant vegetable competition tent at a local fair, and the next I was outside on my hands and knees having a panic attack…

Through trial-and-hyperventilating-error, it turns out it’s really specific too- only the vegetables *in proportion* set me off…

A unreasonably long, but very skinny carrot doesn’t phase me at all. But show me a perfectly proportioned carrot as thick as my arm? Existential dread. Palpitations. The overwhelming urge to run away.

A few years ago I was in Vegas in a very nice hotel. I happened upon a chocolate-dipped strawberry the size of a child’s fist. I threw-up a bit in my mouth and started to cry.

Giant animals don’t evoke so strong a reaction, but they do give me a wicked case of the heebie-jeebies, making me sweaty and shakey. Just *the perception* that an animal is oversized is enough to do it. I was having a lovely time at the petting zoo until my daughter pointed out that the capybaras looked like ‘giant Guinea pigs’ and… I ran. I am ashamed to say I abandoned my firstborn and was over the fence in seconds. So now Capybaras have joined giant tortoises in the absurd category of cute animals I have to ‘psych myself up for’.

I’m in my late 30s. I have a good degree. Last week my children witnessed me yeet a punnet of grapes across the kitchen :-/

Railings. On balconys, anywhere high up. Because they CAN give in so you WILL fall.

Mirrors or blank screens (as in tv screens or computer monitors), particularly in dark rooms. Some part of me always expects something to crawl out of them.

Giant flora and fauna.

I’m dead serious. It’s ridiculous. Fortunately though, it’s not something I stumble across everyday. In fact I was 20 before I realised I had this stupid fear. At first I didn’t even understand what was happening; one moment I was walking into the giant vegetable competition tent at a local fair, and the next I was outside on my hands and knees having a panic attack…

Through trial-and-hyperventilating-error, it turns out it’s really specific too- only the vegetables *in proportion* set me off…

A unreasonably long, but very skinny carrot doesn’t phase me at all. But show me a perfectly proportioned carrot as thick as my arm? Existential dread. Palpitations. The overwhelming urge to run away.

A few years ago I was in Vegas in a very nice hotel. I happened upon a chocolate-dipped strawberry the size of a child’s fist. I threw-up a bit in my mouth and started to cry.

Giant animals don’t evoke so strong a reaction, but they do give me a wicked case of the heebie-jeebies, making me sweaty and shakey. Just *the perception* that an animal is oversized is enough to do it. I was having a lovely time at the petting zoo until my daughter pointed out that the capybaras looked like ‘giant Guinea pigs’ and… I ran. I am ashamed to say I abandoned my firstborn and was over the fence in seconds. So now Capybaras have joined giant tortoises in the absurd category of cute animals I have to ‘psych myself up for’.

I’m in my late 30s. I have a good degree. Last week my children witnessed me yeet a punnet of grapes across the kitchen :-/

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