what were you scared of as a kid

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Cotton candy...
There was this swedish lullaby as well that freaked me out.

I had some really strange fears as a kid which I fortunately outgrew... more or less.

I used to be terrified of public bathrooms or going to the bathroom in a house I wasn't familiar with. I had no problem going in my own bathroom at home or at a home I visited often like my grandparents, but everywhere else I was just plain terrified. And that was a problem because my parents took my brother and me camping a lot in the summer and I would rather pee in the bushes than use a public outdoor bathroom.

One campground we often stayed at had outhouses. Oh lord, how I hated them! They were dark, they smelled disgusting, and they were full of insects. I used to wonder if rats or other creatures lived underneath the hole and would bite me in the butt while sitting there. I read the other day some people have been bitten by black widow spiders.

I don't really know why I was scared of such things back then. But I have a memory of having to go to a bathroom that was really creepy and dark when I was very young while at a grocery store with my mom, maybe that's what started it.

I was afraid of nuclear war when I was a child and of volcanoes.

Cat doll, under the bed, with reflective eyes.

Police. No, I was not a criminal.

vampires, nuclear holocaust, my house burning down after we escaped a fire.

Putting my hands underwater in the bath. Even now this still makes me very uncomfortable. I have no problem washing them, as this is quick and they aren't submerged.
Swimming in the sea, lakes or rivers, due to a terror of what might be below me. I even get this sensation in swimming pools.

Snakes. Still am but less than it was.

Thunderstorms. Still am, irrational end-of-the-world feeling. I tell myself it's ludicrous but can't shake it off. No idea why - this explains that.

Thank God I've grown other phobias since then. The more knowledge the more phobias, doesn't make sense, does it? Vivid imagination is my only explanation.

The sound of the toilet flushing, fireworks (thunder, loud noises, etc.)... And on a stranger note, my great aunt. To this day I have no idea why.

My dad - to this day, the combined scent of alcohol, sweat, "Old Spice" after-shave, and tobacco make me feel intense anxiety.

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I understand that feeling about relatives. I'm afraid my aunts and my uncles from my late father's side of the family will unexpectedly come back into my life to scare the crap out of me. One of my aunts is an alcoholic who refuses to attend AA meetings. One of my uncles is a drug addict who refuses to go to rehab. My mom, my sister, and I are making sure we avoid them at all costs.

I had pretty normal fears, fears of a tree falling on my house or a house fire, ghosts, and monsters under the bed.


But perhaps the most strange fears I had was a fear of airplanes at an early age due to the sound they make and toilets for the same reason, also the THX thing before movies as well. I was very afraid of the dark and a serious phobia of vomit (emetephobia) which I still have today.

Ants. I was terrified of them swarming onto me. If I saw one on me, I'd go into a panic bad enough my folks were worried I'd run into the street or down stairs without looking.

So of course my parents got me a bathrobe covered with ants, pajamas with ants, and so on.

Also, this:

(robot w. missing face from the TV show The Six Million Dollar Man, circa 1974)

Even worse - ten times worse - were the Fembots:




I had nightmares and...daymares? for years after seeing the faceless 'people'.

I'm totally over those, now I'm just freaked out by round holes in human skin (trypophobia). Except, now that I look at the Fembot pics, I'm starting to get a queasy feeling in my stomach. I'm outta here...