Jumpy wrote: » chalk.
janeybabe26 wrote: » Thank God for whiteboards!
cance wrote: » squeaky markers
Mossy Monk wrote: » Wet tea bags. I cannot be near them. The sight of them, the smell.
L31mr0d wrote: » Scatophobia
DesF wrote: » How do you meake tea then?
lezizi wrote: » My friend is afraid of tinfoil, can't even touch it, I'm gonna wait till he is drunk one night and passed out and wrap him up in tinfoil so he will freak out when he wakes up
Agoraphobia is an anxiety disorder which primarily consists of the fear of settings that may present unexpected challenges or demands that provoke a panic attack in the agoraphobic. The social consequences of having a panic attack or losing control in public often becomes an additional source of anxiety in its own right, as the sufferer experiences intense fear of these attacks and the subsequent embarrassment in a situation from which they cannot escape. As a result, sufferers of agoraphobia avoid public or unfamiliar places. In severe cases, the sufferer may become confined to their homes, experiencing difficulty traveling from this "safe place."
Terry wrote: » The mother of them all. Agorophobia.
Deliverance wrote: » I have a very similar fear to this I suspect it is probably Agorophobia to a degree, Sometimes I find myself in an open space and get the almost overwhelming feeling that I am going to fall upwards or downwards like there is no gravity or substance to anything. I resist the urge to hold on to something like the grass on the ground as it would be like strengthening the fear. Can be quite scary but I face it nonetheless because I have to. Public speaking is a bitch as well but I have to do this at times, I think it is definately a control issue.
Terry wrote: » http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/forumdisplay.php?f=862 I also hate cotton wool. I can't be anywhere near it. The texture of it freaks me out. I don't mind a doctor sticking a needle in my arm to draw blood, but I hate when they use a cotton swab afterwards.
Deliverance wrote: » I hate flying as a passenger in a plane, but I flew a helicopter and loved it, those birds are incredibly sensitive to the slightest touch, marvelous experience. I love tough interviews, particularly when interviewed by a panel, it is a great stimulating challenge and I always do well, but I lose the plot in a presentation of my own ideas and the fear takes over and I become a bumbling idiot. Fear is irrational and a hard thing to control, I guess the key is not control of the fear but something else which I haven't been able to work out yet.
