Tuesday
Phobias. I have two major ones, maybe three. The one that is most apparent at the moment is that I am so scared of freezing my toes off. Every time my toes get cold I think they will break off from my feet. The same if someone, of some odd reason, try to pull them. I am so sure that they are going to fall off. It freaks me out. This only concern my toes though, not anyone else's. Now when it's cold, I think about it a lot, and it is so not worth it.
My other one is that I am terrified of wasps. I love animals and insects, normally. When I see an earth worm on the pavement I sit down to watch it, but wasps makes me numb. When I was three, I was stung my a wasp in my neck. My neck got swollen and I did not breathe too well. Since then, I get paralyzed when I hear, or see, a wasp. It is not as apparent now as it was before, but it is one of those things that are rather irrational and not like me.
I have a third one, which I am rather ashamed of and that I would never dare to tell anyone. That is something that so well defines how I work.
I can talk, tell you stories, entertain you a bit, make you comfortable, but I am so scared of sharing things that really concerns myself and who I am. I am positive that people will not be able to accept who I am. That is rather mean of me to judge people like that, but I feel so exposed if I tell people things that are more private. Now, I have to learn my lesson. I am sitting here, and wondering who to talk to, who to lean on when I get back to my new home. Would it be acceptable to tell people about my baggage? Wrong, am I strong enough to do so? Can I trust someone that deep?
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Postat av: moe
and scratching backs:D<3
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