Man, I was volunteering building houses and one of the girls I was working with dislocated her knee and broke her kneecap I think. The screams still haunt me to this day.
On the topic of knees but not phobias: a kid my bf works with thought only 1 in 100 people had knee caps. They learned this because one day he sort of bragged about having knee caps.
Poor Sarah Lister, if only it was true. She wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.
Good for her. I'll happily stay as far away as possible from worms and slugs and snails for the rest of my life. But of course a fear of knees would have a much greater impact on your daily life.
My 'not normal' body fear/dislike involves a person's ankles touching each other. I can't stand even the thought of rubbing my ankles together or even resting them against themselves. I have a scrunched up freak-out face just writing this because it makes me think about it.
I have such a low tolerance for dumb phobias. Certainly someone must have indulged this to let it get this far. Never mind the fact that SHE HAS KNEES!
@EarlyGrey: My personal pet peeve "phobia"? Girls who claim they can't stand/pass out at the sight of blood. What, do you remain in bed in hysterics for 1/4 of the year?
@EarlyGrey: I used to work with someone who claimed to be afraid of plastic forks. Just the plastic ones. She'd start making a fuss if anyone used one. I'm convinced it was completely for attention.
@EarlyGrey: I take it you don't have any phobias? Essentially they are all 'dumb' because they are based on irrational thoughts, but to people who suffer from them, they can be crippling, not something to be written off casually.
People's dismissive attitudes of my phobia stopped me getting help for increasingly unbearable anxiety until a few weeks ago. Thankfully I stopped feeling dumb for having a phobia and am addressing it and getting my life back.
@gherkinfiend: People's dismissive attitude towards my phobia stopped me getting help for years. I have emetophobia, and before I got on my depression meds I was so afraid of throwing up that sometimes I couldn't eat. And yet nobody thought to take an 11-year-old girl refusing to eat and screaming hysterically at food to get any kind of psychiatric help, just told her she was irrational, she could fix it, and she was only seeking attention.
After the meds kicked in, I was astonished at how healthy I felt, and that life was possible without the burden of that constant fear.
I'm still afraid of throwing up -- when Mr. L. got stomach flu two winters ago I was shaking and wouldn't go near him or look him in the eye -- but at least it doesn't consume me anymore.
@Ri_L: That's great news! Phobias can be overcome, but it's bloody hard to do when people think they are funny or only their phobia is worthy of concern.
Everytime the subject comes up on Jezebel, people make the same jokes or confuse a fear with a phobia and make them seem silly and inconsequential. It drives me nuts.
@gherkinfiend: I didn't mean to be dismissive, phobias are just not something I understand or would be able to deal with. I have a very low tolerance for irrational thinking and behavior. It's why I don't work with kids and the mentally ill. I also don't think all phobias are dumb - I certainly can understand a phobia of something that might actually be dangerous, unpleasant or life threatening.
@gherkinfiend: I had an intense phobia of helium balloons as a child. I used to cry and hyperventilate whenever I was in an enclosed space with them, especially a car. My mother refused to deny my brother balloons because of my fear of them, so I spent a lot of car rides freaking the fuck out. Which did exactly 0 good, so I eventually progressed to freaking out silently and then only just feeling uncomfortable.
But the thing is KNEES are something you encounted hundreds of times a day, especially in the summer. She's engaged, so she obviously hasn't been shut in her house for years. To have maintained an actual phobia for that long of something that common seems physically impossible, and it must have been highly indulged by the people in her life.
@colormeroutine: There is something called "blood-injury phobia" that apparently affects about 15% of the population by causing them to either become faint or pass out altogether when they see blood from an injury in real life.
Not saying all those girls have it, but it seems like a valid condition that people don't even realize they have. Hence the cliche of med students passing out when observing their first surgery that pops up on TV dramas every so often.
@morninggloria: Well, that depends. If you are really into safety, a helmet and wrist guards are the gold standard. Knee pads are the bare minimum for safety precautions.
@rollsnide: None of those is weird. Except for maybe balloons. Everyone should be afraid of clowns and escalators can eat your toes. Frogs are slimey and while I don't fear them, I can understand if others do.
@Zombie Ms. Skittles: oh my god, did you see the cotton balls phobia episode? that was one of tv's all-time best moments.
i really felt for that lady; i have a fear of both little holes/dots and dry feet, respectively. just thinking about dry feet in sand makes me shiver. ugh.
Crane flies. Absolutely terrified of them. I will run screaming from the room if I see one. They are so huge, with their creepy bodies the size of my pinky finger, and they fly around all herky-jerky, so that you never know where they are or where they are flying to. *Shudder*
I also hate driving. It gives me panic attacks. I hate the sense of being inside something bigger than my body, such that I do not have control over its boundaries. Ok, that probably made no sense. Suffice it to say, my anxiety dreams consist of me driving large trucks on the highway. And for this I will probably be eternally a public-transit-taker.
I have a fear of falling backwards when riding up a long escalator. As if my sense of equilibrium will suddenly stop for some reason and I will tumble all the way down.
I also occasionally become afraid that I'm going to drop whatever little thing I'm carrying-- a mug or something-- totally randomly and feel I have to grip it very tightly.
Geez, it's like I have no faith in my basic motor skills...
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Poor Sarah Lister, if only it was true. She wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.
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My 'not normal' body fear/dislike involves a person's ankles touching each other. I can't stand even the thought of rubbing my ankles together or even resting them against themselves. I have a scrunched up freak-out face just writing this because it makes me think about it.
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People's dismissive attitudes of my phobia stopped me getting help for increasingly unbearable anxiety until a few weeks ago. Thankfully I stopped feeling dumb for having a phobia and am addressing it and getting my life back.
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After the meds kicked in, I was astonished at how healthy I felt, and that life was possible without the burden of that constant fear.
I'm still afraid of throwing up -- when Mr. L. got stomach flu two winters ago I was shaking and wouldn't go near him or look him in the eye -- but at least it doesn't consume me anymore.
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Everytime the subject comes up on Jezebel, people make the same jokes or confuse a fear with a phobia and make them seem silly and inconsequential. It drives me nuts.
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But the thing is KNEES are something you encounted hundreds of times a day, especially in the summer. She's engaged, so she obviously hasn't been shut in her house for years. To have maintained an actual phobia for that long of something that common seems physically impossible, and it must have been highly indulged by the people in her life.
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Not saying all those girls have it, but it seems like a valid condition that people don't even realize they have. Hence the cliche of med students passing out when observing their first surgery that pops up on TV dramas every so often.
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Also, that is the strangest photo. I can only imagine those dudes are all naked. I hope, for her sake, they are not.
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i really felt for that lady; i have a fear of both little holes/dots and dry feet, respectively. just thinking about dry feet in sand makes me shiver. ugh.
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I would be able to watch people, unseen, all day long.
And no one could drag me onstage for anything.
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I also hate driving. It gives me panic attacks. I hate the sense of being inside something bigger than my body, such that I do not have control over its boundaries. Ok, that probably made no sense. Suffice it to say, my anxiety dreams consist of me driving large trucks on the highway. And for this I will probably be eternally a public-transit-taker.
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I also occasionally become afraid that I'm going to drop whatever little thing I'm carrying-- a mug or something-- totally randomly and feel I have to grip it very tightly.
Geez, it's like I have no faith in my basic motor skills...