[Slade]

I can't wait until society crumbles and we can build from the ashes AFTER kicking the crap out of shambling reanimated corpses. But eat, being eaten alive would suck.

[Sailor Abbey]

I don't like heights or roller coasters but i only have two really irrational fears.
1) Needles and shots. I have no idea why.

I had someone do a shitty job drawing my blood a few years back. I could feel the needle moving around inside my vein and everything. I thought I was ok, but when I stood up, I passed out.

Since then, I have passed out a number of times after getting my blood drawn. I have developed a very real phobia of shots and needles in general, since then.

Now I just tell the nurses ahead of time that I’m going to pass out, so I get to lay down for it, and then get juice and cookies when its done. So it all balances out in the end.

[reiner]

I don't think I have had my blood drawn in a decade or so. I deal with that worse than other shots. I always hated local anaesthetia when getting dental work done (had a LOT done). Had to get three shots once since my tooth was so sensitive. But rooting around in the vein? And the needle so large? *cringe*

And yes kicking zombie ass. I don't think I fear death as much as torture. At least if I go down fighting the living dead, I go down with honor and valor and all that noise.

I took stock of the games and movies I owned a while back. At least half had some sort of zombie overtone or a zombie in them. I hadn't even realized it.

[sesame_street_hustler]

never getting married

ill marry you trujade

[Otal Nimrodi]

I may have mentioned already, but, like, ABSURD pyrophobia.

[Cyzyk]

I had someone do a shitty job drawing my blood a few years back. I could feel the needle moving around inside my vein and everything. I thought I was ok, but when I stood up, I passed out.

Since then, I have passed out a number of times after getting my blood drawn. I have developed a very real phobia of shots and needles in general, since then.

Now I just tell the nurses ahead of time that I’m going to pass out, so I get to lay down for it, and then get juice and cookies when its done. So it all balances out in the end.

That's pretty much how I react, save the passing out. I usually am close to passing out, then react in the only way my sociopathic little brain can, which is to throw up and regain enough mental clarity to wonder why I threw up when I could have just passed out.

[Spoon Poetic]

I've been recently coming to realize that I may have the stupidest phobia known to man. A fear of snoring.

Okay, it's not so much a fear of it as an absolute abhorring and loathing that makes me want to rip the throat out of the offending sleeper. If it goes on for too long it can seriously bring me into a near murderous rage and to avoid tearing off my own ears and/or the snorer's throat, I have to go somewhere I can no longer hear it, even if it means leaving my own dorm room and taking refuge in a guyfriend's bed or an icy bench outside or something. But it's gotten so bad, and it stems from what I would consider traumatic childhood experiences (evil grandmother <and I honestly mean evil - both I and my parents have endured some serious abuse from her> that made me sleep in her hotel bed), that shrinks might consider it a phobia...

I feel so embarrassed to admit that, but strangely somewhat lightened. Heh...

[Casual]

I have extreme vertigo to the extent that my legs want to give out but I'm glad I have it because I get such a buzz out of going up high places anyway. I recently took a trip around Italy and the place is full of medievil towers some had extremly narrow rickity wooden staircases up the middle and I'm telling you now vertigo or not any person would be bricking it going up there. I've also stood on the top of the leaning tower of pisa as you can imagine the floor isnt level and the railings are very low and not bolted down there just the same flimsy fences you see at fairs. Like I said what a rush.

On second thoughts my fear isnt of heights its someone sneaking up behind me an pushing me over the edge...

I also used to be scared of needles but not any more best way is just to grit your teeth an bear it.

[Itaritz]

I don't like hot things. Yeah yeah, many possible jokes, but that's the one that springs to mind. I especially don't like dealing with metal pots and pans, or indeed with stoves or ovens in the first place, since I can't tell how hot they are and usually have to pick them up or clean them or something. Thank Klein for microwaves.

A lesser (and far stranger) one is the Salvation Army. I'm serious. They creep me out. I mean, come on, an 80-year-old man standing in the poring rain at something like 37 degrees fahrenheit (I still have to copy that word off 451's cover...) wearing a bright red bib, standing next to a bright red pot, ringing a bell and talking to absolutely everyone in an insanely cheerful voice? ...I don't know, I can't explain it. I have nothing against charity or Christian sects, but those people just freak me out. Probably some suppressed trauma from my childhood...

...Excuse me, I have to go psychoanalyze myself now...

This post has been edited by Itaritz: 16 January 2008 - 09:28 PM

[Dr Lecter]

I have a fear of any word where the first letter is an "i" and the second letter is a capital. I call it iSyndrome.

[?!!]

I have a fear of electricity. I was electrocuted once, and it really fucking hurts.

[Casual]

I have a fear of any word where the first letter is an "i" and the second letter is a capital. I call it iSyndrome.

Whats the word for fear of fear, phobaphobia?

[Toaster]

I have a fear of crowds, cramped areas, and going to the bathroom in public restrooms knowing someone's in the area with me.

[Jane Sherwood]

I have a fear of crowds, cramped areas, and going to the bathroom in public restrooms knowing someone's in the area with me.

Ditto. That is just pure hell.

[Dorothy]

I'm afraid of mice, going into new places, people in general, fungus, being late to things, the dark, drive-by shootings (really, because of where I live), mold (especially bread mold), children, clowns, horses, our business manager, bugs, dirt, viruses, people looking at my heiney, people looking at me at all, um, hamsters.

Yup, that's about it. Oh, and spoiled milk.

Abbey: I deal with my fear of zombies by mentally going through every room I enter and finding all the weapons. It's a game and a survival method.