What's an irrational fear of yours anons? >Being buries

>>36391433

Falling up, into the night sky

>>36391433
being remembered when i die
dont know why but i want to be completely forgotten when i die and have molded my life around that

>>36391433
Everytime I go near the crows I have that irrational fear that they'll start to attack me and scratch my face and eyes and hair

>slipping and being impaled on low fences

You have no idea how bad this is for me. In my village there is a low spiked fence overlooking a train track. I get sweaty whenever i pass it

Funny OP


When I was younger those were my fantasies. I used to imagine and masturbate to being in those situations.

>>36391489
Fucking hell anon. Where did this come from?

>lobotomy
>dementia
>brainwashing
>being yelled at while I'm dying
>social insects, can't kill them as a result but don't like them

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Being raped by a reptillian alien

>>36391513
Lobotomy? Go on anon how did this occur?

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>>36391480
>being an Immortal human buried alive inside a metal coffin

>>36391611
Kinda like DIO from JoJo right?
Stuck at the bottom of the ocean for 100 years of straight masturbation?

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>>36391509
When I was a child I was sent to my room because I did something wrong. I was throwing a tantrum and ended up under the bed. It was a wooden one with wooden beams running across to support the mattress.

I ended up pushing the mattress and the wooden supports up and when the mattress and support beams came back down they didn't fall in to the supports at the sides.

Its hard to explain but in the end I was under the weight of my mattress and the wooden supports and it was like a python. Every time I tried to push the mattress back in to its position I used more and more energy. Eventually I could hardly push it up long enough to breathe properly.

At this point I started calling for help and I started to panic. I couldn't turn or push it away so the weight was right on my chest. I honestly thought I was going to die.


Then dad came and saved me and gave me ice cream because at this point I was crying and stuff lol.


When I became older I would imagine I was stuck in similar situations and abandoned. Locked in a chest was something I saw in "Pan" the Robin Williams movie, but I also liked to imagine being locked up in dungeons underground (thanks SAW and various crime shows). Screaming for help and stuff.


I grew out of it all eventually. I am relatively normal now.

I have an absolutely crippling fear of toothpicks now

>Friends and i got hammered one night
>Friend decides it's a good idea to stick a toothpick under his big toenail and kick a wall