What was a fear you had as a child that you now view as silly?
Mine was that my toys would come alive and hurt me. So every night I made sure they were cozy and told them I loved them so instead of hurting me they'd protect me from evil spirits.
The evil badgers on supercomputers who wanted to grab my ankles before i ran and jumped into bed. Couldn't let a limb hang off the side or the badgers would get me.
Another was flesheaters and bloodsuckers, and kept my blanket up to my neck, scared of showing any tasty flesh.
had a real issue with my cablebox, i was convinced the back panel where the inputs were was gonna melt and set the house on fire.
thought my satellite box had evil intentions because one day the sun blocked the signals and it showed a cartoon of a sun with a mask on. got very concerned about how to handle the sun (it's powerful).
moved out to the countyside at 7 or 8 and there were oil mining machines nearby. knew they were evil by the sound.
at 5 thought me entering a wrong pin at a store would blow it up
had a real issue with my cablebox, i was convinced the back panel where the inputs were was gonna melt and set the house on fire.
thought my satellite box had evil intentions because one day the sun blocked the signals and it showed a cartoon of a sun with a mask on. got very concerned about how to handle the sun (it's powerful).
moved out to the countyside at 7 or 8 and there were oil mining machines nearby. knew they were evil by the sound.
at 5 thought me entering a wrong pin at a store would blow it up
Last one is very relatable.
I remember part of my very early childhood(5-8) to be somewhat dark for me. I used to be in and out of hospitals. Many a night I'd spend sick, unable to sleep. I would see things that today I wasn't sure if I hallucinated or not. Like one day out playing, I saw an old dog without eyes. Just a black nothingness where it's eyes shouldn't have been, staring at me. I also remember seeing a skeletal figure in the middle of the road which today, I can still remember the image.
Around this time I'd get nightmares. It was always monsters chasing me. Coming from under my bed, surrounding the room. Or me running away and they eventually corner me. I was never caught, though. Always woke before it happened. I would wake up crying from these dreams, and my dad would berate me for that. I remember I would close my eyes and the blackness would turn into moving patterns, I'd focus on them to fall asleep. At around 9 I developed an extreme fear of the paranormal that paralyzed me whenever I was alone in the house. I couldn't look in the mirror nor get out of bed.
By 10 years old all that was gone. I think it would have made more sense for me to grow up to be a very afraid individual.
I remember part of my very early childhood(5-8) to be somewhat dark for me. I used to be in and out of hospitals. Many a night I'd spend sick, unable to sleep. I would see things that today I wasn't sure if I hallucinated or not. Like one day out playing, I saw an old dog without eyes. Just a black nothingness where it's eyes shouldn't have been, staring at me. I also remember seeing a skeletal figure in the middle of the road which today, I can still remember the image.
Around this time I'd get nightmares. It was always monsters chasing me. Coming from under my bed, surrounding the room. Or me running away and they eventually corner me. I was never caught, though. Always woke before it happened. I would wake up crying from these dreams, and my dad would berate me for that. I remember I would close my eyes and the blackness would turn into moving patterns, I'd focus on them to fall asleep. At around 9 I developed an extreme fear of the paranormal that paralyzed me whenever I was alone in the house. I couldn't look in the mirror nor get out of bed.
By 10 years old all that was gone. I think it would have made more sense for me to grow up to be a very afraid individual.
Oh my, that's intense.
My nightmares still follow me but over time I got them less and less, and eventually got used to them.
As a child I would always have this feeling that there was someone behind me and touching me in the behind. I would always wake up scared and feeling bad. Luckily my uncle was always there to reassure me nothing is happening and to go back to sleep.
The idea of dying seemed a lot scarier as a kid.
Otherwise most of my fears were OCD with a fixation on perfectionistic causality illusions, stuff like "If I step on the white tiles, I'm a failure". If someone'd taken footage of me walking around like that it'd look fucking weird.
The idea of dying seemed a lot scarier as a kid.
Otherwise most of my fears were OCD with a fixation on perfectionistic causality illusions, stuff like "If I step on the white tiles, I'm a failure". If someone'd taken footage of me walking around like that it'd look fucking weird.
I used to pretend/think the black tiles would lead me to Death himself.
Nowadays I goof around and have fun with tiles sometimes.
