Here comes another Katie question:
I realized today that I have a bizarre fear:
When I bike past a parked car on the left side of the car, I worry that the driver side door will open just as I am biking by, and my bike will crash into the door and I will go flying over the handlebars and land in a heap in the street. Isn't that weird? And so as soon as I can see it, I look in the driver's sideview mirror to see if there is someone sitting there, just waiting to do that to me! Ha! That is so weird!
I remember when I was little I had this fear that there would be somebody hiding in the bathtub when I pulled aside the shower curtain.
Do you have any bizarre, irrational "fears" from childhood or adulthood?
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I use to be afraid that the KKK was secretly holding meetings in our local park. I had no real reason to believe this, but it scared me.
I have four from various times that would keep me awake night after night after night....
1) I was terrified that my brother would fall into the pond behind our house. Even more than that, I was afraid some kind of whirlpool would start and suck him in. Leaving me standing there watching his demise.
2) I was really scared by the neighbor girl telling me that if there were a WWIII the only way we'd be able to breathe is through gas masks and that giant lobsters would then take over the world.
3) I was horrified by the thought that a giant spider (like one the size of my bed) would move in under my bed and crawl out and onto my bed during the night.
4) Finally, that some psycho "killer" would break in and not necessarily kill us all, but would go around the perimeter of the beds and chop off anything that was hanging off. Like, maybe an arm or a foot. Totally freaked me out! This one, however, makes me wonder if I wasn't the psycho!
I hope you wear a helmet... young lady!!!!!! And a padded body-suit.
My irrational fears:
From childhood: Kind of related to KT's... from 12-16 years old I delivered newspapers in the early hours of the morning in my neighborhood. Mostly in the wintertime, because it was still dark, I feared that there could have been a person in a car watching me, and waiting to jump out and kidnap and mangle me.
From Adulthood: At one time during the last part of pregnancy, I feared that when we were traveling on the highway to Bloomington, that we were going to get into a car accident. Like scenarios of the ways we could get into an accident would run through my mind like a film, and like I would imagine that the front end of our car would get smashed in and crush my legs. I exposed my thoughts to K, and we prayed and rebuked fear, and after that I was fine. But it was just crazy!
Katie,
Do you even have to ask about my irrational fears as a child? You were there. You know my life was one big irrational fear.
Aaah... better living through pharmaceuticals...
-Amber
I know I have a few, but the only one that really comes to mind is a fear that there will be a snake in the toilet. My third grade teacher read us a story one time about this happening to someone and I have thought about it every single time ever since.
I had almost got over that fear and then I heard another story about the same thing.
I used to think there were snakes living under my bed so if I stood right next to my bed, they would lunge out and bite my ankles. To keep this from happening, I had to stand on my bed and leap off (making it almost to the doorway) and when I wanted to get in, I had to be at least in the middle of the room and leap back on. Doing this night after night was, I think, what led me to be able to jump so high in taekwondo.
I also thought there were tigers loose in my house but they only came out in the middle of the night. If I wanted to go downstairs to get a drink after everyone was asleep, I was fine on the way DOWN to the kitchen. But on the way back up, I was 100% convinced that the tigers were chasing me full-speed. So I would be screaming silently (so I wouldn't wake anyone up), pure fear, panic, and race up the stairs as fast as I could and then leap (so the snakes wouldn't get me) into bed. Once there, I was safe.
Overactive imagination I think...
Hallelujah! His perfect love casts out ALL fear!
ejdb
Ha!
I was waiting for that comment from someone, ejdb!
I posted this question on Friday the 13th, and I figured at some point someone would bring up that verse!
KT
My verse growing up was:
For God has not given me the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
-Amber
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