tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post7330149278376256345..comments2024-02-16T01:19:34.964-05:00Comments on The Walk of Words: Conquering fear: Tornado in my closetRebekkah Nileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06684711663696588263noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post-8849326280817134862013-02-11T22:52:14.476-05:002013-02-11T22:52:14.476-05:00I'm afraid of disappointing people, people bei...I'm afraid of disappointing people, people being mad at me, people being unhappy because of me, people not liking me, and people not appreciating me. I'm a basket case. An epic people-pleasing basket case. *sigh* Wish I could figure out why I'm wired this way... Still working on overcoming it.Nyssa Mehanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10985761336710055038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post-32199071344326106062013-02-04T08:37:52.045-05:002013-02-04T08:37:52.045-05:00"Now every time I see a spider, I hear duel m..."Now every time I see a spider, I hear duel music from spaghetti western films in my head, and picture a tumbleweed blowing by."<br /><br />I have to admit that may be the most brilliant line I've seen all month... I will never be able to look at spiders without hearing spaghetti western music again! But that's pretty fitting, since between a friend with a deadly allergy to spider bites and friends who are downright "ohmagawd it's LOOKING at me" phobic, usually I'm the (shaking-knees) sheriff in town when it comes to chasing them varmints out of town (or, er, squishing them with someone else's shoe. Hey, if I'm the one doing the showdown, it ain't gonna be MY shoe.). <br /><br />Also, I've seen one of those hand-sized spiders. Pretty sure they could eat a kid. I'm siding with you on this one: ya had no choice.Rebekkah Nileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06684711663696588263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post-34824847660163972232013-02-04T08:17:22.431-05:002013-02-04T08:17:22.431-05:00I must admit, I'm afraid of spiders. Or rather...I must admit, I'm afraid of spiders. Or rather, I should say I <i>hate</i> spiders. I say this because when I was a kid, I was forced to take the "face your fear" advice, but all it really changed is that now it puts me in "destroy" mode instead of "run away" mode when a spider comes around.<br /><br />When I was a kid, my family lived in a very wooded area, and all manner of creepy crawlies managed to work their way into the house. One night I happened to wake up in the middle of the night, and my room was lit by the TV set, as I'd fallen asleep with it on. For some reason, I had trouble falling back asleep, so I left it on. Out of the corner of my, I see a shadow (or something) move across my bedroom door. When I look, there's nothing there, so I think nothing of it.<br /><br />About five minutes or so later, I got up to use the restroom, which was right down the hall from my room. I turn on the bathroom light and freeze. Sitting on the wall right above the toilet is the biggest spider I've ever seen in my life. It was about the size of hand, fingers outstretched. I <i>really</i> had to go, and everyone else in the house was asleep. It was him or me. <br /><br />Now every time I see a spider, I hear duel music from spaghetti western films in my head, and picture a tumbleweed blowing by.AuthorAldenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06905712756325750291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post-56244109544692391622013-02-01T13:18:44.902-05:002013-02-01T13:18:44.902-05:00Wish I could do it on command! But hey, one fear d...Wish I could do it on command! But hey, one fear down is one fear less, right?Rebekkah Nileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06684711663696588263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4748832844228334272.post-32921789604026872062013-02-01T11:48:37.935-05:002013-02-01T11:48:37.935-05:00I wish I could control my nightmares and conquer t...I wish I could control my nightmares and conquer them--your story was amazing!Connie Kellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10774616533630985219noreply@blogger.com