naturalplastic wrote:
auntblabby wrote:
I can sorta understand the button phobia in light of my late mother's revulsion at seeing lots of little bubbles all together, as in a steamed surface. bubbles are sorta like buttons.
Funny. I just read a little thing in Discover Magazine about a condition known as "trypophobia" which is "the fear of small holes clustered together". The magazine showed a photo of a lotus seed pod ( a flat round thing honeycombed with like 20 holes) and asked if "looking at the image disturbed you?" Doesnt do anything to me.
The article went on to say that trypophobes also fear 'sliced english muffins'.
But they said scientist recently studied "the spectral characteristics" of those kinds of triggers of the phobia, and found that they were simililar to those of poisonous critters in nature like puffer fish and "the death stalker scorpion" ( I guess that those critters are spotted, it didnt specify).
So maybe button fear is really a form of trypophobia, and that its really a vestigal instinct to avoid poisonous vermin.
I read this same article! I have been meaning to post about it. It really resonated with me, but with a different trigger. In school years ago, I saw two photos in my science book that so completely freaked me out that I still remember them 40 years later. One was of the "face" of a lamprey eel, except that it wasn't really a face -- just a big, slimy fleshy hole, surrounded with lots of smaller little pits. I dreaded the day we got to that page in the book. I remember having to put a sheet of paper on the photo so I could do my reading assignment. And the other was some kind of frog whose babies lived in holes in the flesh of the mother frog's back until they could make it on their own. I have seen concrete sidewalks, where leaves, pebbles and such settled when the cement was wet and then were dislodged and left holes, that remind me of that frog's back holes. Even thinking about these photos still is weirding me out and stimulating my gag reflex a little. These examples HAVE to have something to do with this trypophobia stuff. Really wrinkly skin gets me too -- probably part of the same fear. I used to have a fear of photos of bees, but I wonder now if it was the bees or the honeycomb that got me.
But my main phobia is the dark -- nyctophobia, I think? Even at nearly 54 years old, I still sleep with a nightlight. I kid you not. Being in complete darkness absolutely terrifies me. I have severe anxiety problems -- both Social and Panic Disorder -- so I'm sure that's affecting this.
I didn't think I was claustrophobic until just the other day. I'm in the process of remodeling a woodshop into a cottage to live in, and was at Lowe's looking at shower stalls. I stepped into one, closed the door and POW! -- I had to get out of there immediately! I've never had that reaction to small spaces before, so I don't know what was different about this.
Dating terrifies me too, but I don't know if it's to the point of phobic. I haven't been asked on a date in 3+ years, so I haven't had an opportunity to find out. I'm not afraid of crowds, such as sporting events or fairs or concerts. I'm only afraid of having to carry on a conversation with any one of those crowd members.
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