When I saw him outside my window in 2006.....it's the stalking thing.

I have quite a few phobias, but most are diminishing with time. My biggest is of snakes. I have been able to deal with it since I traced back the cause to an incident in childhood.

Hospitals, I hate them, I hate going and visiting someone. I freak out. Again, this was diminished after being traced back to a childhood incident involving my dad and back surgery. I was 9ish. I don't remember him in the hospital, but the burn victim in the room down the hall.

I hate bridges, whether in a car or walking on one. It took me years to finally be able to cross the TSI suspension bridge. When in a car, I need to be the one driving, that way I feel more in control.

Elevators don't really bug me, but I do tend to get vertigo if I have to ride up and down in a tall building (like a Vegas hotel).

scaeagles~LOL You have a stalker?? And from the LoT no less!!

Mousey Girl~ I wonder how many things we shy away from are from things that happened in our past? You have recognized them but I wonder how many lie just underneath the surface and we don't take the time to figure them out?

Very good point.

I'm not claustrophobic in planes, but I do find myself saying "Never again" every time I go bumping down into Burbank. You would, however, never get me into a submarine, a mine or any serious spelunking.

(Funny line from a flight attendant the other day: "Sir, you need to turn your cell phone off about five or ten minutes ago." And she gave it to him for about minute.)

I don't think I have any irrational phobias, but I am getting increasingly OCDish with my evening routine of checking locks and burners.

There are places I really do not like to drive in and will take longer ways just to avoid them. But, that isn't just a phobia but I think a sensible thing. Sure, I could just drive those places defensively but I already do that!!!

Well, that may seem OCD'ish but I think it is good too. The other night, no one bothered to check and our back door was left open. Not good.

What I've learned to do {which is hard when other people live with you because you don't know what happens after you go to bed or leave the house} is to make sure, before I leave the kitchen: turn off the coffee maker, check the burners, turn off whatever needs to be turned off and check the window and lock the door/turn off the garage light. That is the most important place because of the fire possibilities. And, the gas from the stove. It seems silly but it is a big responsibility to be the one to make sure the family is safe.

But, if I do those things before I leave the kitchen, I find when I am walking out the door, if I stop for a second and think, I can feel assured that I have done what needs to be done.

Did something happen to make you feel more concerned or just what you know can happen?

A couple of months before He left, He started freaking out about the possibility of the stove catching on fire. Looking back I wonder if that was because somone at the other house had almost done that.

It's about dentistry, Kevy.
 

Two words: dental dam.

Geesh, I don't know alot of swanky things, but, I do know safe sex. That, I knew about. Not that it was for dentistry but.....

MG~ Wow, you are probably right.

Don't ever fly with me, I'm constantly being reminded by flight attendants that I make the other passengers nervous when I name what part of the plane is making each of the various "noises" the planes mechanical systems make during flight. It's not like I talk about crashes or maintenance records (well, I do talk about that while waiting for the flight) :)

Hmm. I actually think that having the noises explained to me would make me feel better. That things are working the way they are supposed to.

But, Iwouldn't want to hear about crashes. I think that is what makes me more upset at times because people think it is funny to ask questions out loud about how much air there is/isn't in the subs and what would happen if they break down, how long would the air last....that sort of thing. :mad: