So my sister in-laws and I have had long conversations about the irrational fears that live inside our heads. What they are, why on earth we have them swimming around in there and why are they so strong are many of the topics we address. As we talk about them we laugh because we know how utterly ridiculous they are but at the same time we all are terrified of them happening.
Here are a few of mine...
The Garbage Disposal... great invention, I wouldn't want to be without it but I am pretty sure that if I ever have to reach down inside of it to retrieve something I'm sure it will turn on and shred whatever digit or appendage happens to be in it's way. In fact I have only recently mustered the courage to actually reach inside with my hand instead of getting my tweezers or tongs.
Cyclists... I really don't love driving by them. Because in my warped little mind I'm sure that they will choose that one moment in time to tip over and land right underneath my car. I know that this is super morbid but it terrifies me.
Railroad tracks... I don't like to stop in my car on the railroad tracks. Because that bullet train we have running around is sure to appear out of nowhere and I won't be able to get off the tracks in time. I realize that if there were a train actually coming toward me I would probably be able to see it coming and have time to move/evacuate my vehicle. Hence my title, Irrational Fears.Cody thinks it's hilarious to mess with me, when we had his manual truck he would make a game out of seeing if he could get it to roll up and stop right at the top and then rock back and forth. All the while watching me squirm in the passenger seat.
Deep Water... I always get the creepy feeling that there is some giant fish or shark or other beast swimming just beneath me. Especially at lake Powell, I can't think about how deep the water is beneath me because then I have to kick really hard and fast to get all the 'beasties' away from me. As if that would really do anything if there was a giant sea creature about to grab my leg.
Heights... to be more specific holding a child near the edge of a high ledge or next to a balcony. For example, carrying one of my littles up to the top of a water slide, you know all that see through stairway and fencing. I am sure that I am going to trip and drop them, or get bumped or they will ask to see over and then... well you know. Talk about hold on for dear life.
Isn't it amazing the power of our minds?
8 comments:
We have SO much in common!!
Wow, that sounds just like me. Completely irrational and yet completely impossible to shake! Even carrying Tate across the little gang plank in my 2nd story give me the heebie jeebies every time. So odd.
Before I read your post I was thinking what are mine? You've hit them all except being in a parking garage and the whole thing crashing to the ground. Flat. Why are these things so Real yet Crazy??
Mine is that when I use those portable potties (like when camping) that someone will reach up and goose me. I know, but I really don't want to be goosed, especially by the guy that lives in the portapotty!
I'm with you on the garbage disposal and deep water. Every time I have to reach in there, I imagine some ghost standing by just waiting to flip on that switch! HA!
I have the very same ones. I've thought about posting mine but I don't know if I would be judged. haha How is it that our minds have conjured up the same fears?? and they're super random too. I dunno. I love talking and laughing about these things though. I love that we KNOW that it's irrational and the chances of it happening are ridiculously low, but it's still a legitimate fear. haha I offer zero explanation. I just concur.
Amen on the deep water. As for that other stuff, you guys need help. (Read: If I share your fear, then it is ok and even normal, but if I don't share your fear you are irrational and need counseling.)
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