I know exactly what you mean, though I always chalked that one up to escalated paranoia, as I have no qualms that I would be able to escape and make it to shore.superbleeder12 said:
I'm not a fan of spiders thought I wouldn't say it's a full blown phobia, it's more like if it stays out of my area we may coexist peacefully but if it breaks that golden rule I will wtfpwn everything until it's dead, as such there is a massive hole in my door and my ceiling has stab wounds. I'm also not partial to heights in an container with open sides.
I did however have a real fear of the dark, so much so that I would leave a light on in my room at all times. Now the general population will tell you that to overcome your fear you must face it, so that you will realise that there was nothing to be afraid of in the first place and everything will be better, here follows the most ridiculous true story I have every told. I was about 11 or 12 at the time and I was on holiday with my family in france, for a bunch of whimsical reasons like "our first camp had underbooked us and has a booking for the next week in that cabin (I say cabin it was a caravan)" and "the second camp was booked for the first week of our holiday" we had to move camps half way through the holiday. so the first week would be boring to go through because nothing happened. The second camp was all right it was a bit bland and empty looking, but it was nice enough, now our caravan was 666 B, a point my family decided was the most amusing thing to ever happen. It didn't really matter much, the bathroom light had a habit of going out when you were in the middle of using the facilities and my room was a glorified closet.
It was during this time that I decided to try sleeping in the dark. I reiterate that this is entirely true, whether it was a projection of my own imagination or if it actually happened is not the point. So I turn my light off and go to sleep, I'm awoken in the middle of the night by a lightning storm (this happened twice while I was there and they were quite a sight to behold), now the area we were in was prone to forest fires and it twas the season so I was a little on edge about that, I roll over away from the window to face the ceiling, and I noticed standing over me was the figure of a man tall and slim but entirely obscured by darkness like the area he occupied was devoid of all light. Now I was a kid at the time and that traumatised me because he was standing in the only room there was between me and the door which was shut and I felt paralysed until I slowly curled up under my covers whimpering.
Now one would assume that would only reinforce a fear of the dark, but oddly enough it seemed to have cured me of it. Anyway I felt a need to share that.
