Friday 6 June 2014

30 Day Blog Challenge Day 6 | What Am I Afraid Of?

This isn't going to be an easy post to write, mainly because I am so scared of the one thing that even the word makes me shudder, and now I have to type it numerous times. I have a few things that I am afraid of, but a couple that I have serious phobias of.

Clifton Suspension Bridge, not great for height phobias.

The biggest (or smallest) thing I have a phobia of is moths. Yep, tiny innocent moths. I could very easily add anything that flies into this, but in the interest of not taking up your entire day I will narrow it down to the worst thing. I do not understand moths at all, they totally disappear during the day but come night they're all up in my business. They're like ASBO butterflies, and who wants those in their life?

My fear of all things winged started when I was a toddler, the one example my parents can give me is curling into a ball on the living room floor, crying because there was a fly in the room. So irrational. I'm a little ashamed to say that I haven't really progressed much from that, if I am in a room with something fluttery I will either run out screaming like a 6 year old girl or curl into a ball and cover myself with whatever I can find whilst shouting for help. I now have mesh screens on my windows so during the summer months I can open the window without the fear of them coming in all the time, but they somehow still manage it, do they have tools or something?

You may notice that I haven't included a photo to accompany my fear of moths, that's because I can't bring myself to look at them, not even on a computer screen!

The next thing I have a phobia of is heights, I think this is a little more rational than my previous one. However, the ways in which it affects me are not so normal. You'd think that this kind of phobia would be easy to avoid, surely just avoiding high places wouldn't be so difficult? It's harder than you think. The most simple of tasks such as standing on the first rung of a ladder or on a footstool to reach something off a tall cupboard makes me so queasy I can barely manage it most of the time.

Not long after the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff opened I had tickets for a home rugby match, little did I know what the seating would be like. I was in the nosebleed's, in the highest of the high, and I fell to pieces. It didn't seem that bad walking up the stairs, but as soon as we got to the seating area and I saw the view I was frozen in fear. A big crowd of people had gathered behind me but I couldn't move. It took the person I was with and a few stewards to eventually help me move. I was a wreck; crying, sweating and shaking, very embarrassing!

Do you have any irrational fears? Please tell me I'm not the only one that goes crazy at the smallest thing. If you're doing this blog challenge, or any other, please leave a link below.

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