Fear

I have this odd fear of balls;soccer, four-square, baseball, tennis. If it is round and flies through the air and can possibly hit me in the face, I don't want to be near it.

I can't play ball with my kids unless we are sitting on the floor rolling it.

And the stroy behind this, when I was 12 I was playing baseball with my class, and the "cute boy" was pitching, he pitched then smiled at me, and the ball hit me in the eye. Since then I can't have balls fly through the air near me.

Thank God my daughter doesn't want to play soccer. *shudder*

/bonks ssoulz

HAHA, I once hit my best friend right between the eyes with a hardball. My fucking god she got the worse black eyes. People were like, 'omg wtf happened?'

Best friend replies, 'oh roz did it.'
People reply, 'Isn't she your best friend?'
Best friend replies, 'yeah.'
I say to best friend, 'IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!'

Man her mother tripped out on me. =(

Heh...guess you're not a fan of dodgeball then...
I had a 5th grade teacher that just WHIPPED them at me...and I had chubby little thighs with big pink round marks on em!

LOL balls...

Ok going from now to back then...

I fear anything bad happening to the weak ones in my house - my child and before her, my cat. I had a strange nightmare of my cat being abducted. I was so devastated I cried myself awake.

Then before I was a mom of any sort, I feared being wronged by my loved ones, my dad, my brother and especially my husband. I also had a devastating dream where he thought I was cheating on him and he turned away from me, with a very cold and very eternal expression on his face. My heart sank so low that I felt a hole in my chest when I woke up.

Then before that, I feared being caught, thrown in prison, tortured and killed. The desire to escape was choking. I've had many nightmares about running away. Somehow wherever I moved to when I was growing up, the first thing I did was to device an escape route in case something happened: Jump out of back window...hide in the shade...climb over that wall...run across the field...hide in the bushes...swim across the river, etc. etc. This whole fear had to do with the fact that I had to be smuggled away from my battled-torn hometown while my parents were sent to labor camp.

And then my whole life, I have a terrible fear of being strangled. I cannot watch any scene in any movie that had someone hanged. It would be too disturbing to me.

I am not too bothered by the thought of rapes unless it involves tortures, though.

I'm afraid of any creature that burrows because any time I see one, from a termite to a rabbit, I get a mental image of the thing digging into my foot. I also don't like rodents because I can imagine them biting my feet.

I don't know where this came from.

My biggest fear for myself. I've got a huge fear of drowning or suffocation. I am a swimming coach for the Special Olympics, so it's not a fear of water at all. When I go over long ass bridges, I always crack my window, just in case I go into the water, it'll be easier to get the window down.

I also have the same fear every mother does. That my children will get kidnapped or lost in stores.

Then I have the selfish fear that I'm gonna die an old maid. Going through a divorce makes me wonder if I'll be happy with anyone. I worry that I'm too much of a bitch to live with, yadda yadda yadda.

OMG, I forgot one of my biggest fears, LOL! Every time I hear sirens and I am not with my kids, I feel compelled to call and make sure my kids did not die in a fire or get hit by a car or something. It sucks sometimes because I work in a shelter that is like 4 blocks from the police station and if I am right in the middle of counseling someone, I can't exactly say, "Hold that thought, while I neurotically call all my kids' friends and make sure they are all okay."

I fear failure. I stuurgh hardcore irl whenever I fail at something.

I broke my hand by punching a hole into the wall here next to my computer here a good while back when Triadica failed Phase1 PoTime for what seemed like 143515134th time in a row after we had just started Time again and im sure (If Mylec reads these boards) that he remembers that infamous post(s) I made on the Triad boards about the PoTime failures :lol:

I wanna be the best in whatever it is that I do and I want the team that I play on to be the very best as well.

For real though, I fucking hate failing =x

I fear most of all what I cant see. What might be there watching that I cant see. Spiders also. I run 10 miles when I see a spider. Not because Im a weeny and its " all creepy and stuff" but more because I seen Arachniphobia one too many times and any and every spider in my mind is out to destroy me. I literally have nightmares at night sometimes about these suckers.

Clowns suck. I couldnt go to carnivals as a child. bleh.

One of my sillier fears is pigeons. I hate it when they fly overhead because I'm afraid they'll shit on me :cry:

When I first read this at a glance I thought it said your fear was PENGUINS. I thought "what an odd thing to be afraid of". I was even more confused when I read the next sentence.

OMG my mother is deathly afraid of birds, especially pigeons. She still lives in North Philly, so there are lots of pigeons in her area. I used to be so embarrassed in public with her, if any bird (god forbid if a whole flock flew by) were flying above her, she would cover her face and head and curl up into this semi-vertical fetal position, talking some nonsense about how they were plotting against her, that they knew that the sound of their wings flapping petrified her and they were mobilizing just to torture her... My mom is nucking futs though. God, you should have seen her when Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds was playing LOL. Coincidentally, birds used to seem to like me, and I used to catch sparrows and other birds that were not as slow and stupid as pigeons (a handful of split peas and you can easily get a few dozen pigeons to eat out of your hands) and always wanted to bring one home but if I did, I think my mother would have killed me in cold blood, haha. Yeah, I know she was scared shitless, but she looked so flipping crazy with this shit, I could not help but laugh at her.

OH wow, thanks for bringing that up. That would be me too! I would spend more time and effort than anyone else just so I don't fail at anything.

Fear the penguins!

cars. getting in an accident, or getting shot at a stop light.

i dunno. i guess im afraid of everything. im one of those people who imagine a morbid way to die in every situation.

im afraid to stick my head out my front door because i fear someone will grab me before i can get back inside and lock it, and drag me off and kill me..

agoraphobia i think is what its called. :p

Thank god for computers eh? ;)
I felt like that this weekend...happily clinging to my mouse I didn't even look out the window all weekend. :o