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Do you have a Phobia?

Tallgrassophobia

I'm not afraid of snakes so I'm not really sure why but tall grass freaks me out. Anything taller than halfway up my shin and I get the heebeegeebees even if it is in someones yard.
 
I don't generally have any phobias, but one time I was working on my roof with no one else around except my baby daughter inside the house taking a nap, and I suddenly became petrified of falling. I think I was fearing what would happen to my daughter if I fell off and killed myself, because my wife wouldn't have been back for hours. Weird sensation. I couldn't move from my perch for about 10 minutes.

Speaking of heights, there was another time we were hiking in Zion National Park and my daughter (11) avoided falling off a ~200 foot high ledge by inches. She was running and the plateau we were on abruptly ended. She went skidding to a stop. She claims she wasn't very close, but I was watching the whole thing and if she had gone another foot or so she wouldn't have been able to stop and would have gone straight off the ledge. I still get queasy inside just thinking about it even though it was 6 years ago. Not sure if that qualifies as a phobia though, since it was a very real danger.
 
Stoked said:
No idea what it is called but ocean swimming weirds me out. Not the water itself as I swim in pools, rivers, ponds and lakes without problem. But when I get to the ocean I do not go past my waist. Something about what I cannot see that might be in the water weirds me the hell out.

Not afraid of heights but I have a healthy respect for the very edge of something high up (like a cliff of the spaceneedle)
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I have the same thing. When I was about 12 I went to Bull Shoals reservoir in Arkansas with my aunt and uncle to visit his family. We swam in the reservoir, and it was a blast, the water was very warm, and exceptionally clear, and also very very deep. We swam out to the buoys ringing the swimming area and my uncle's mother and I went from buoy to buoy.

Probably a good 150 feet from shore, at the farthest buoy, I decided to dive a bit, having brought my snorkel and mask with me. I went down about 10-12 feet, following the huge chain down into the depths, when what seemed fairly close below me I saw a shape move in the water. It was a dark shadow and it was followed by other shadows, and it seemed to be fairly large.

It more than freaked me out, it set off a full-on Jaws panic attack. I turned and swam for the surface as fast as I could. At the buoy I put my face in the water to look below me and maybe 10 feet down were 6-8 very large fish, at my age then probably near to my length in size. They seemed to be circling the chain and moving upward. I freaked and tried to splash away, not swimming very well in the process, yelling for my uncle's mother to come back and help me. She told me to just hold still and she would come help me (I wasn't a very good swimmer to begin with, never have been).

I did, treading water, and then I felt something brush along my leg. It seemed like it never ended. Another something bumped my leg and the final straw was when something took my foot in its mouth and chewed on it a bit. I kicked at it and it moved away. I was in a full-on freak out, and just then my uncle's mother got to me. She looked in the water and said "they won't hurt you, they are just carp", huge freaking carp.

From then on I have been seriously freaked out about very deep water.
 
LogGrad98 said:
I have the same thing. When I was about 12 I went to Bull Shoals reservoir in Arkansas with my aunt and uncle to visit his family. We swam in the reservoir, and it was a blast, the water was very warm, and exceptionally clear, and also very very deep. We swam out to the buoys ringing the swimming area and my uncle's mother and I went from buoy to buoy.

Probably a good 150 feet from shore, at the farthest buoy, I decided to dive a bit, having brought my snorkel and mask with me. I went down about 10-12 feet, following the huge chain down into the depths, when what seemed fairly close below me I saw a shape move in the water. It was a dark shadow and it was followed by other shadows, and it seemed to be fairly large.

It more than freaked me out, it set off a full-on Jaws panic attack. I turned and swam for the surface as fast as I could. At the buoy I put my face in the water to look below me and maybe 10 feet down were 6-8 very large fish, at my age then probably near to my length in size. They seemed to be circling the chain and moving upward. I freaked and tried to splash away, not swimming very well in the process, yelling for my uncle's mother to come back and help me. She told me to just hold still and she would come help me (I wasn't a very good swimmer to begin with, never have been).

I did, treading water, and then I felt something brush along my leg. It seemed like it never ended. Another something bumped my leg and the final straw was when something took my foot in its mouth and chewed on it a bit. I kicked at it and it moved away. I was in a full-on freak out, and just then my uncle's mother got to me. She looked in the water and said "they won't hurt you, they are just carp", huge freaking carp.

From then on I have been seriously freaked out about very deep water.
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I got mine from a snorkling experience as well when I was a kid. My ex father (long story) took us down to the gulf of mexico and we went out on a cruise. At one of the stops there was a company that did this snorkeling ina netted off area so sharks couldn't get in. Well they did. 2-3 in fact. No one was hurt but when I went in and started looking around I immediately saw a shark. Right in front of me. Came back up and couldn't get into the boat fast enough. Full on panic. Told them what I saw and they didn't believe me. Then a couple other people saw a shark and everyone got out of the water.

Since I was younger it scared the living hell out of me and it has stuck with me ever since.
 
colton said:
I don't generally have any phobias, but one time I was working on my roof with no one else around except my baby daughter inside the house taking a nap, and I suddenly became petrified of falling. I think I was fearing what would happen to my daughter if I fell off and killed myself, because my wife wouldn't have been back for hours. Weird sensation. I couldn't move from my perch for about 10 minutes.

Speaking of heights, there was another time we were hiking in Zion National Park and my daughter (11) avoided falling off a ~200 foot high ledge by inches. She was running and the plateau we were on abruptly ended. She went skidding to a stop. She claims she wasn't very close, but I was watching the whole thing and if she had gone another foot or so she wouldn't have been able to stop and would have gone straight off the ledge. I still get queasy inside just thinking about it even though it was 6 years ago. Not sure if that qualifies as a phobia though, since it was a very real danger.
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I hiked Mt. Whitney a few years back and remembered, while on the ridge, that I was scared of heights. The whole ****ing trip no problems and then that last ridge and I was like, "Oh ****, I'm scared of heights."
 
Can't remember the horror movie, but one scene had someone forced to crawl into a tunnel, which became smaller and smaller until it was basically coffin-sized. I'm not normally claustrophobic, but that scene, or being buried alive gives me the shivers.
 
colton said:
I don't generally have any phobias, but one time I was working on my roof with no one else around except my baby daughter inside the house taking a nap, and I suddenly became petrified of falling. I think I was fearing what would happen to my daughter if I fell off and killed myself, because my wife wouldn't have been back for hours. Weird sensation. I couldn't move from my perch for about 10 minutes.

Speaking of heights, there was another time we were hiking in Zion National Park and my daughter (11) avoided falling off a ~200 foot high ledge by inches. She was running and the plateau we were on abruptly ended. She went skidding to a stop. She claims she wasn't very close, but I was watching the whole thing and if she had gone another foot or so she wouldn't have been able to stop and would have gone straight off the ledge. I still get queasy inside just thinking about it even though it was 6 years ago. Not sure if that qualifies as a phobia though, since it was a very real danger.
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If Colton fell off a roof and died when no one was around, would it make a noise?
 
Major hydrophobia. I can't even swim in a pool by myself. I'm ok if someone is with me, but alone? No way. I can't go into the ocean past my waist, and being in my pontoon boat is a major stretch for me. I honestly blame JAWS.
 
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