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I can be a serious hypochondriac at times. Any type of disease that is incurable terrifies me. I've had nightmares where I contracted some virulent disease and the rest of the dream is me trying to find a weapon to kill myself with. The worst though is fungal infections or parasitic organisms attaching to my skin, such as leeches, ticks, etc.  

Oh, no! You've been exposed to radiation, and a mutated hand has grown out of your stomach! What's the best course of treatment?

1.)A bullet to the brain - Small guns
2.)Large doses of anti-mutagen agent - Medicine
3.)Prayer. Maybe God will spare you in exchange for a life of pious devotion. - Barter
4.)Removal of the mutated tissue with a precision laser - Energy Weapons

Fucking A all the way. On a side note I used to have a fear of any creature that scuttled. The CIA releases their outdated field manuals almost every 5 years. I came across a passage that talked about getting over fears, eating your fear helps a lot. So, one day I while in a trench I saw a spider, ate the bitch, never had a problem ever since.

Thunder and lightning, mainly thunder. Linked to trauma. I have extremely sensitive ears, and things that wouldn't hurt the average person's ears make mine feel like they're bleeding. Thunder is one of these things, I'd always have to walk around with my fingers in my ears when there was a storm as a kid, and I'd have the reflex of whimpering 'ow' whenever a really loud one came. This angered my father, so he'd grab my arms and scream at me as loud as he could with his abusive words. His voice was just as loud as the thunder.

It's not a conscious memory thing whenever there's a storm now, but I start shaking uncontrollably and curl into a ball, hyperventilating. It happened the other night, actually. I was playing video games with the boyfriend and some thunder came, I broke, and he spent the next 30 minutes trying to calm me down >.>

by batshitcrazy

I am afraid of heights. Fear of jumping, they say.

How high do you jump?

As I get older, I can see why people get a fear of dying.  I don't really have that as a phobia but I think about it more now.

I am afraid of heights. Fear of jumping, they say.

If my kid wanted to do gymnastics they would have to beg me.

Yeah for some reason I've noticed dance, gymnastics, cheerleading as well as music seem to teach discipline and produce more type A personalities. I think there's a lot of coaches is gymnastics/dance that have narc traits and see their teams as a reflection of themselves and therefore push and push. Lots of competition.

Yeah, it is really not that healthy...it's very rewarding to be able to accomplish things of the sort but physically draining, dangerous and just not good. I don't know how parents can go to competitions and not be half covering their eyes because their child might make the wrong move by an inch and break their neck. I'll happily watch other peoples kids though, because I do find gymnastics fascinating 

Thanks. I got bored of her. Though I'm finding she went better with my username. perhaps i'll switch back

I had what I thought was an irrational fear that turned out to be perfectly rational. Now that's the kind of thing that'll fuck with you!

As a gymnast, I was training a transition from high to low bar and I became paranoid that my shins would catch on the low bar mid-transition, that I'd flip backwards, land on the bar and break my spine. This caused me a terrible mental block. I couldn't perform the transition. After awhile I wasn't even frightened anymore in any conscious sense of the word -  I just physically could not perform the transition (it's called a Pak Salto if anyone's interested in Googling it; you will no doubt realize immediately why I kept trying to tell myself that my fear was irrational).

Anyway, I returned to gymnastics recently and was scheduled to compete just three weeks after I returned. I began training the Pak Salto and - BOOM! - my fear was suddenly gone! Halle-fucking-lujah!

Three days before my competition I opened a news site and discovered that two gymnasts had broken their spines in the last two months attempting the Pak Salto. My irrational fear proved to be not so irrational after all.

I still completed the Pak Salto in competition and I'm still training it now. Fortunately, as some of you may remember me boasting earlier, I purchased a corrupt doctor who has been prescribing me 100 Valium a month. I was stockpiling them and I don't mind admitting that after I read that article (right before I was due to commence my training session) I knocked back a few Valium. I haven't needed to since but I'd do it again. I don't know a single gymnast who isn't addicted to benzos, Vicodin or who occasionally abuses amphetamine in order to train longer and harder.

EDIT: Here's the Pak Salto. You can see why my fear seemed irrational at first. Turns out it's not, though apparently the gymnasts who broke their spines attempting this element shouldn't have attempted it in the firs place due to their inexperience.

XD That was hilarious. 

I agree with you. But you know what? I'll probably force my kids to do gymnastics (unless they seriously hate it).

My mother took me to gymnastics because she began noticing that although I was progressing academically, I was displaying aberrant behaviours. She thought that gymnastics would teach me discipline. And it did. I doubt that I'd be where I am today if I hadn't gone to gymnastics. And there are some genetic defects in my paternal line that I'm really not keen on passing on to my future kids.

But yes, gymnastics is dangerous. And it's not just the inherent danger of the sport - you also find that there are some pretty sadistic coaches out there. I've had coaches push me until I collapse; I've had coaches physically sit on me to force me into an "over split" (a split with one leg on a crash mat and the other extended on the ground behind you. It hurts like a motherfucker even without some asshole sitting on you); I've had coaches refuse to let me cease training whilst recovering from injuries as severe as torn ligaments and concussions. I've had coaches scream at me; I've had coaches ignore me for entire sessions (that's a good method of control for an impressionable young gymnast: when your coach suddenly stops paying attention to you, you start to wonder if they've given up hope and that's when you end up on the beam doing back flips without a spot, despite having never completed a back flip on the beam before). I once had a coach tell me that if I wanted to get into the Australian Institute of Sports I would do well to allow their doctor to inject me with a "supplement" that would help me train faster and for longer. I was fourteen and yes, I did and yes, I trained for longer and faster. And gymnastics parents? They're even worse.

Gymnastics is also massively rewarding though. I would compare the natural high you get completing a flyaway from the high bar to the high you get from a line of cocaine. You become fit and strong and even now, after fifteen years of not training I'm already re-adapting to the demands of the sport. My resting pulse has never been more than 40 beats per minute; my blood pressure is 90/60 (which sounds low but is apparently normal for an athlete) and the last time I tried to request a glass of wine on a flight the stewardess told me that I was too young to drink! The strict dietary requirements probably play a part in that (though it is true that some gymnasts are starved, I was never starved: I just ate a lot of vegetables and consumed protein drinks, plus three litres of water a day and two cups of spirulina). But the long term dangers - amenorrhoea, osteoporosis, premature arthritis... there are certainly extremely concerning consequences. I can tell you that the rumours that gymnasts are given drugs to delay puberty are probably false - the sport itself does that. I didn't go through puberty until after I was forced to quit gymnastics, and that's perfectly normal for women in that sport.

I benefited greatly from gymnastics and I still love the sport but only the strongest survive. Even that's not entirely true - a strong person can still be broken by this torturous sport when the stressors pile on. There are benefits to enrolling your children in gymnastics, but those have to be weighed against the possibility that any one of the terrible things I've seen in that sport could happen to your kids.

EDIT: I loved your old avatar and this one's pretty cool too, but why the change?