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I was replying to a comment from Heyduke the other day and told him I was afraid of horses and of all things: toothpicks. I think the fear of horses is called hippophobia but I'm not completely sure since that knowledge came from a trivial pursuit game and not anything real like google. ha.
When I was a kid, I rode horses all the time so I'm not sure where the fear came from but it crept up on me throughout the years and now when I get near one, they sense it and kick me in the chin. Well they don't kick me but I'm sure they think about it. They also think about eating my hair so I make sure I never get my head near one. Horses like hair.
The toothpick fear came from having one surgically removed from the bottom of my foot when I was 17. The little thing was stuck in the carpet at just the right angle that when I came upon it in my bare feet, it imbedded itself so far into the bottom of my foot it wouldn't budge and broke off half way. They cut my foot open as long as the toothpick was to pull it out without leaving splinters behind then stitched me up. Now my friends think it's funny to flash a toothpick in my face. Fuck them. It's not like I don't ever use them, I just wont have them in my house. If I lived alone, maybe because I KNOW I would never misplace one that could be left on the floor waiting for it's new home - the inside of my foot. But people that live with me don't understand the importance of distroying them after use and discarding them properly.
After a big earthquake in LA, I got a fear of sitting under bridges. If I'm stopped at a light and there is an overpass on top of my car, I get a small panick attack. Where I live, we don't get earthquakes but we do sit on a very large fault line that if it decided to shift, I'm certain I will be pinned between cars under a bridge that will crumble around me.
My GF is afraid of cotton balls. I always thought it would be funny to glue them to my entire body and chase her around the house. But then - she knows of my toothpick fear and that is not a war I'm about to start regardless of how funny it would be to chase her. I can just image the look on the neighbors faces if they saw us too. DAMN LESBIANS!! We are already the talk of the street .
Anyway - other than the normal fears of spiders and snakes and anything crawly (by the way Janet - NOT NORMAL to like them) I am not afraid of many things. I'm the kind of person that hears a bump in the night and instead of hiding under the covers, I jump up and go to investigate. WITHOUT the lights on. It's usually one of my animals making those bumps anyway.
I laughed out loud about the cotton balls thing.
Fun post.