As a generally anxious person, I have a few phobias, but also a lot of things that just make me quite uncomfortable! Here are my biggest phobias, including a particularly odd one at the end!
Trypanophobia – Needles. I’m not sure if it was just that I had a bad experience with a blood test as a 5-year-old, or what, but needles used to paralyse me with fear. I remember being physically held down by nurses when I had my TB jab at school. When I was in my 20s I had to have a blood test for the first time since that hospital one aged 5, and I dragged Hubs with me to hold my hand! I honestly thought I was going to pass out from fear. 10 years on and I’m so much better – but that’s probably more to do with the fact that I’ve had 2 major operations and a baby since then! The real fear here was the unknown, rather than the fear of any pain. Granted, I still don’t like them, but who does?!
Odontophobia – The Dentist. Now that I’ve worked through the needle phobia, the fear of the dentist still remains. I had to have a fairly significant filling done a few years back after my original filling of a broken tooth must have cracked. The needle for numbing me didn’t bother me, but having someone else with their hands in my mouth while I was laying back at an odd angle just made me feel awful. The smell of the dentists’ waiting room immediately makes me feel nauseated.
Spheksophobia – Wasps. And Bees. This isn’t one I can ever see me getting over. Wasps, especially, make me want to scream and run away. The really daft thing is, I’ve been stung by a wasp, and I know it’s not very nice but it’s also considerably less painful than say gallstones or labour! Still, just the buzzing makes my heart race, and I’d rather shut up a room than try to chase one out of a window.
Trypophobia – A Fear Of Holes.
Ok, this one is WEIRD. I always thought it was just me – irregular patterns of holes, especially ones that have things in them – make me feel somewhat nervous, and my heart starts racing. It’s like I have an overwhelming desire to pick the stuff out, and it irritates me that I can’t. I just want to grab a pair of tweezers and get tweezing! If you Google it you’ll see that there are lots of people who feel the same way. It’s not a FEAR exactly, but a weird combination of feelings that mean I try to avoid things that look that way. I have a real issue with crumpets – I have to cover them in cheese in order to eat them!
Have you got any weird phobias?!