Hello, my name is Bridget Fear Schwefel. That's right, fear is my middle name. Ever since I was a young girl, I've passed through numerous fears. I'd be lying if I said these fears were rational and that I wasn't embarrased by them. I hope you're comfortable right now, because I have a long interesting piece of reading I'm about to dish out to you. Here are the fears I've been succumbed to over the years:
Dogs (and animals in general) : From ages 4-12 I was deathly afraid of dogs. Everytime I was insight of a dog, I immediately thought that it was going to kill me.
Large Mascot Costumes: I couldn't go to Disney World until I was 8. Mickey Mouse freaked me out. Don't even get me started on Bucky Badger. Let's just say I've been to very few badger games.
Volleyballs: I honestly was one of the only girls who didn't do volleyball in middle school. Reason being; I was afraid of the ball. The thought of a leather ball coming towards my face full speed just freaks me out. So as a result; I duck and run away when ever I see that ball coming towards my face.
Vomit: Emetophobia. Yep, I looked it up. I went to C.H. Bird Elementary and I'm pretty sure that whatever they were serving us there was contaminated because they're was always a kid throwing up. The noise is what really gets to me. When I was in 6th grade, me and my friend went to our town's summer festival. We went on the Tilt-a-Whirl. You can probably assume how this story ends.
Falling: In 10th grade, I fell backwards off of a railing 3 feet tall. That doesn't seem so bad at all, but it really hurt, not to mention I cracked my head open.
Staples: See above.
Blood: This isn't really a fear. It just grosses me out.
Being Trapped: Last Halloween, I went to the Haunted Forest. I thought I'd be okay. I was just going to close my eyes the entire time. I realized that that was not going to work after I ran into a tree and hit my head. At that moment I started breathing rapidly and bawling my eyes out. I had an anxiety attack. There a no turning back and the only way I could get out would be to forge ahead. This haunted forest felt like it was a mile long. A mile full of crying and screaming and not being able to see. This fear is derived from claustrophobia I believe. I really hate crowds, and morphsuits.
Dying Alone/Too Young: I think many people have a fear of death. A silly fear actually, once you're dead, you have no emotions. I believe these people actually have the fear of not living life to the fullest. I have many goals and many dreams, and the thought of my life ending before any of those were accomplished makes me nervous. I am also afraid of never finding my soulmate and never having kids. I do not want to be an old cat lady who dies in her apartment and no one finds her body for a week. That's my number one fear.
dear bridget,
ReplyDeleteyou have a lot of fears and i 100% agree with you on all of them.
also, i noticed that i was there for 2-5 of your fears. and i hope you never have to die alone. i don't think you will.
love, mallory
I really enjoyed reading about your fears. I defineitly am in agreement on the last one about being afraid of dying alone or dying too young. It may sound like a silly fear to some people, but it definitely is not to me. I agree with you 100 percent on that fear!
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOSH!!! I had the same experience with the whole cracking my head open thing so trust me, we share the fears of both falling and staples. I was also afraid of mascots and dying alone. So hopefully you can be a little less embarrassed knowing that you aren't the only one with those fears.
ReplyDeleteBridget! I think your fears are completely rational, and I even share a few of them with you, especially the dying alone one...haha because that would be terrible. I don't think you will though, but that's usually how fears go...we fear things that will probably never happen. I loved this post by the way!
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