Friday, June 08, 2007
Fears Realized
Everyone has some sort of fear. Mine [Alicia] is spiders. Irrational but true and I can’t help it. Just a few weeks ago in quiz practice my brother says “Alicia, move to your left, but do NOT stand up”. I took this to mean there was a spider directly above me and in my haste to move, I tripped on the leg of my chair and fell, injuring myself. Having a certain level of pride rather than admit how much I had just hurt myself, I left quiz practice, went to the bathroom to assess the injury, decided it was bad enough to go home and left to put an ice pack on my swollen knees. All for an imaginary spider.
Two weeks ago I pull into my garage at home and see a monster spider directly in front of my car. I panic (this has happened before when my brother wasn’t home and I chased it out of the garage with spider spray that did not kill it) and thinking that my brother was awake, go downstairs to plead with him to kill the monster spider. This wakes him up, which annoys him (he doesn’t share this fear). He replies that he is not getting up to go kill something that is OUTside. So, I leave it and say a prayer that monster spider shows up on his car door handle some day.
Okay, this is Chauntay now and I want to tell you that I, too, have a deathly fear of spiders. It’s my cross to bear in life. I think all spiders are out to get me; they seek me out. Okay maybe that’s a little bit dramatic, but whatever, ha. So one night this week I almost have a meltdown on the way home from work. I felt something on my arm, look over and brush it. Then I feel something again, see something dark and swipe at it again. Then I look down and there is a napkin on my lap and what do I see? A black GORILLA (not really) spider running a marathon across my lap. Did I have a meltdown? Oh absolutely. It’s times like these I know God has his hand on me because I could have killed myself, or someone else. I was in the fast lane on the interstate and I quickly weaved to the opposite side of the interstate because I was intent on the spider. As I was crossing lanes the spider went airborne across my car to the passenger seat. This of course freaks me out because knowing my luck, and the fact that I’m a statistic, this spider is a female, pregnant, and due any minute to have hundreds of little creatures in my car. So that’s just great. Now I have to sell my car. Well anyway, I want to. Also these times are the times that I just about have to pray through! Luckily, God gives me strenth to make it.
I think it would make us both feel better about ourselves if there were others who had an irrational but very real fear. In fact, why don’t you let us know what they are. Please leave us a comment!
Questions, comments, concerns? Please feel free to E-mail me!
Two weeks ago I pull into my garage at home and see a monster spider directly in front of my car. I panic (this has happened before when my brother wasn’t home and I chased it out of the garage with spider spray that did not kill it) and thinking that my brother was awake, go downstairs to plead with him to kill the monster spider. This wakes him up, which annoys him (he doesn’t share this fear). He replies that he is not getting up to go kill something that is OUTside. So, I leave it and say a prayer that monster spider shows up on his car door handle some day.
Okay, this is Chauntay now and I want to tell you that I, too, have a deathly fear of spiders. It’s my cross to bear in life. I think all spiders are out to get me; they seek me out. Okay maybe that’s a little bit dramatic, but whatever, ha. So one night this week I almost have a meltdown on the way home from work. I felt something on my arm, look over and brush it. Then I feel something again, see something dark and swipe at it again. Then I look down and there is a napkin on my lap and what do I see? A black GORILLA (not really) spider running a marathon across my lap. Did I have a meltdown? Oh absolutely. It’s times like these I know God has his hand on me because I could have killed myself, or someone else. I was in the fast lane on the interstate and I quickly weaved to the opposite side of the interstate because I was intent on the spider. As I was crossing lanes the spider went airborne across my car to the passenger seat. This of course freaks me out because knowing my luck, and the fact that I’m a statistic, this spider is a female, pregnant, and due any minute to have hundreds of little creatures in my car. So that’s just great. Now I have to sell my car. Well anyway, I want to. Also these times are the times that I just about have to pray through! Luckily, God gives me strenth to make it.
I think it would make us both feel better about ourselves if there were others who had an irrational but very real fear. In fact, why don’t you let us know what they are. Please leave us a comment!
Questions, comments, concerns? Please feel free to E-mail me!
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Ladies, I share your fear of spiders!! To the point that my husband has been wakened in the wee hours of the morning to "GET! THIS! THING! OFF! OF! ME! NOOOWWWWWW!!!!" My son, John, has also, heard the frantic screams! It doesn't matter how big, or how innocent a spider is, IT'S STILL A SPIDER!!!!
Spiders I can handle. Unless it's like a tarantula or something. Roaches, I cannot. Especially the kind that fly. I don't even want to think about it anymore.
Chauntay I know of your fears oh so well. When I used to live in Nashville, every night before we went to bed she would have to turn on all the lights and check in her bed for spiders. I remember being so tired and not caring if there was a spider or not and she would flip on the light just to check. That used to drive me crazy. But I have to say that I love her no matter what.
Love ya
Jodi (Messina)
Love ya
Jodi (Messina)
not spiders, but moths. I know this is dumb, (atleast spiders can bite) but still. They dive bomb at your head, they get caught in your hair, they are huge and try to fly in your eyes and mouth. I just know one day one is going to catch me in the eye and I will be blind. Or I will swallow it and it will have babies and they will all come flying out of my mouth like in some horror movie I saw once.
I love the way “anonymous” Miss moth-phobia thinks. She envisions moths dive bombing her hair, fluttering into her eyes and mouth, and crawling down into her stomach to procreate and spawn little moths that are delivered via vomiting.
What horror movie was this? I need to rent it.
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What horror movie was this? I need to rent it.
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