The least logical thing I know is Donald Trump, and I’m afraid this idiot will set the world on fire…
Spontaneous human combustion.
Watched a documentary on it as a kid and I’ve had the fear in the back of my mind ever since
Swimming pool drains. I panic if I get above one. No idea why. I used to love swimming/diving as a kid but I always made sure to stay as far away as I can from the drains. I didn’t go to a swimming pool for like 20 years (mostly because of body dysforia but the drains did play a role as well), only recently I’ve been to a spa - and I’m like a cat with a cucumber around the drains.
Oh, and leeches. Never want to see one of those fuckers in real life.
Also I have a fear of getting worms. One of my late cats got that type which, if in a wrong host, can travel to the eyes.
TV bumpers/“vanity plates.” The Viacom and 20th Century Fox ones were particularly bad when I was a kid. I don’t watch much TV…
Dying with unspent money in my bank account
I can help with that.
Helicopter rotor blades. I’m afraid they will hit my eyes. Even seeing them on a video is very uncomfortable and I have to look away or close my eyes until they’re gone.
How are you with kitchen blenders?
As someone who’s embarked and disembarked a helicopter with rotors spinning a myriad of times, I get it.
Prions. Misfolded proteins that manage to get into your brain and just wreck shit. I don’t handle anything that would be contaminated or anything but just the idea of this non-living thing that will just replicate and cause havok - horrifying.
Something supernatural coming to kill me, so I can’t explain anything to get help, and when I’m dead everyone thinks I died for some other reason.
Floors I can see through (metal mesh, drainage grates, thick glass, etc.)
I struggle to walk across it, even when it can hold literal cars.
Having a slug come into contact with my feet or my socks or my shoes, but only if I am wearing them at the time. Anywhere else on my body is fine. I don’t know what harm will come from this occuring. I do know it is fine if a slug is touching my shoe, I pick it off, and then put on the shoe. My fear of snails is likely but unverified.
The invisible shark in the swimming pool. I will say nothing more
#omgsotrue
Invisible shark doot doot de doot de doo
Literally same here. Even getting skeeved out swimming in a video game.
I see you and salute you, internet person 🫡 Steering this anxiety riddled meatsack around the globe is suboptimal.
Definitely don’t play Sharks and Minnows, then…
I never knew that existed before today! Thanks, I hate it! 🤣🤣
Suddenly falling over the railing that separates me from the long fall below.
I don’t generally have balance issues, and I know hundreds of people have successfully leaned on that railing, but I’ll be good standing a few steps back.
But I’d really prefer if everyone stood back, because it’s stressing me out to watch.
Dropping my phone when I’m in a high place
Put it into airplane mode and worry no more.
Illogical fears require illogical solutions!
Similar, when I’m in a high place and I look down I have the sensation that my glasses will fall from my face into the void.
My glasses never have fallen from my face even doing jumps or stunts, but for some reason when I’m looking down from a balcony I’m terrified that they’ll just drop.Or when you walk over the threshold of an elevator door and there is that little gap. Same with keys.
Understandable
Flying insects. I scream. Period.
Also, I adore them and I am fascinated by them. Period.
Fuckin hate bugs
I relate very much with the first half. For me, even the non flying ones seem to immobilise me. But I really don’t understand how you find them adorable. I mean I totally understand that they’re a very important piece of the ecosystem, but holy shit does my body stop working when I see one
I don’t find them adorable as in: 😍 but I rather adore the wonders that they bring to the world, like you said. So more as in: 🧐😯 check out eusociality and prepare to have you mind BLOWN 😃
My spouse was still sleeping earlier so I tried to sneak into the room to grab my phone I left on the nightstand. When I was walking out I stepped on a stuffed mouse on a string (usually hangs from a doorframe so the cat can play with it but he pulled it down apparently). When I stepped on it I thought it was a real animal and soon as my foot felt the pressure of pushing down on such an object I jerked it up roughly to my waist, kicked the door I was trying to walk through and it slammed shut.
One of those moments where you want to apologize, but really then you are just causing more noise to wake them up further.
Tldr; I’m an idiot
My childhood cat used to catch and eat mice. Unfortunately, it would leave their entrails on the kitchen floor. Listening to my mother curse, when she discovered them with her bare feet, was an interesting way to be woken up.
I think you got off lightly with the stuffed toy. 🤷♂️😅
Surprisingly often at the beach near me I’ll step on a whiting that wriggles off.
I have very mixed feelings about this: first I jump 10 feet in the air, then I worry that I hurt the fish, then I regret not catching & eating it.
Edit: also relief that is wasn’t a flathead or baby stingray.
