It's funny in it's longwindedness

natdragon:

obviously-luna:

gamzees-purple-nipples:

COWS. HOLY FUCK COWS TERRIFY ME

gosh a lot of things

being watched is a big one

being talked about

ANTS not any other insect or spiders just ANTS

open doors, open anythings

touching things (like public restrooms, doorknobs, cafeteria trays, sidewalks, railings, a stranger’s hands, babies, other people’s foods plates or utensils, bathrooms in general, anything sticky)

libraries (again with public places and things that people have touched)

really open areas (i’m agoraphobic and a claustrophile )

being alone

things that are perforated or have holes or bumpy surfaces adlfigkjdflkjg

there’s more but i’ll stop here

other than parasitophobia and genophobia

I HATE WASTING STUFF

i will always keep myself stocked on something that i think i will need, i ALWAYS use as little of something as possible, and trying to only use stuff when i need it. examples are makeup (I LOVE WEARING IT BUT I HATE PUTTING IT ON BECAUSE on the inside i flip out that i’m using my favourite color and how much longer it’ll last and fngkjsdgn ), favourite foods/treats, other things that diminish with each use. i blame this on certain things my parents have taught me, and several videogames i grew up with as well.

Uhm, I’m sort of agoraphobic? I think? My comfort zone when I’m felling anxious is cramming myself into a corner, closet or suffocating myself under a pile of blankets and i like crowded areas and cluttered rooms.

But I feel pretty uncomfortable looking at certain really wide areas. Anything that really gives the impression of “vastness” really. Like really clear starry night skies actually make me really uncomfortable even though they’re really pretty. Fireworks too, the big round ones, when they’re expanding and it looks like they’re coming right out you spreading out at every angle and you get the impression of just how much ridiculous space they’re traveling in.

sometimes the ocean too but not as much. Like if I get a certain view of it or of there’s like boats whatever moving in it to give me a real point of reference of distance.

It’s not really about feeling small or insignificant it really just makes me feel like i’m falling or spinning and I hate falling more than anything else.

uhm, those are probably the weirdest ones, it’s kinda like a more common fear of heights sometimes too though. Mostly I really hate windows that go all the way to the floor and clear railings like at malls. ugh like what is even the point of letting me see how easily i could accidentally sail off the edge if that sheet of plexiglass wasn’t there?

But… I am the kind of weird child that keeps eating circus animal cookies way past the point of when they become just nasty and waxy in your mouth because there is something grossly appealing about the waxy texture. So. Sometimes I press my face against the 19th story window of hotels or stares at the stars to see how many knots my stomach can twist itself into before I have to crawl into a little hole and relax.