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Heights. You might think this is perfectly normal except for the degree to which this goes. For instance, I get other people's vertigo. Case in point, the other day we were out on the balcony (my back pressed firmly against the wall as usual), when my friend sat on the rail. Even though he was perfectly save, when he glanced down over his shoulder, I started spinning and almost threw up.
My friends have the fun fears. One friend is terrified of water in video games. Not things in the water, and not real water, just water in video games. She makes me play the levels where you are required to swim. Her roommate is scared of sharks. If you say "shark" even in a calm voice she will jump and look around nervously. She is convinced she is going to wake up with a shark above her bed (did I mention we live in North Texas, far from the sea?).
As a youngin' I was convinced that there was something in the shower behind the curtain (I blame The Shining for this) and that it was waiting for the flush of the toilet as its sign to strike. Given this, I would do my business then wash my hands, and then prepare. One hand on the doorknob, one on the flush lever. Flush-open-door-run. Eventually I started checking behind the curtain when I went in, but this still wasn't enough to stop the fear, so I started just opening the curtain when I went in (always while at the ready for battle, of course). To this day I still tend to open the shower curtain when I go in a bathroom. |
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