Relatively Normal Things that Make Me Noivous

Cockroaches make me really noivous.

Gymnastics make me nervous. I saw enough girls break an arm in High School on those damned uneven parallel bars to never, ever want to watch it again.

Yeah, I broke my tibia doing a flip off the horse right into the stupid teacher who had drilled it into our heads to look out for people doing flips

Ha!

I guess that learned him.


Driving and noticing a cop behind me. I think that's a common one. You know you're not doing anything wrong, and there's no crack in the glove compartment, but still.....

Gas dryers and stoves make me nervous.

That's funny, electric stoves make Roberta nervous, gas stoves do that to you.

live in a rural area and walk to work, quite a few neighbourhood dogs that wander free, plus a small pack of wild dogs, lot's of fun

a guy i went to school with lives down the road and his jack russell terrier bit me a couple of years ago, phoned him to let him know (his wife had neglected to tell him) and he gave the dog away the next day, apparently he'd been wanting to get rid of it for awhile

hate walking through spider webs

This is going to cause some of you to lose your mind....

Once I lived on 5 acres of land, covered with bush and trees. A winding path had been cut through it. It was a good quarter of a mile walk.

One day while walking it, I stepped through the web of a banana spider. Here's a picture of how big they are...





Their silk is about the density of dental floss, and I completely wigged out. It wasn't until then that I saw the actual spider off to one side. When I moved back, it's postion on the web caused it to swing closer to me.

If I had had a shotgun with me, I would have blown my brain out.

Count me into the Phone Phobia group. More often than not a phone call means that someone wants something and we'll wind up doing more favors for the unappreciative.

I don't like driving in heavy traffic--or on unfamiliar roads--but I'm only an average driver and these noives are rational noives.

I really, really dread being caught with nothing to read--but I plan ahead so this Horrid Fate hardly ever happens.

Hey chai, That's one big freakin' arachnid. Cute though.

jes, The only gymnastics I see are the ones in the Olympics. Never thought about the gymnasts in high school gyms flipping, zipping, and spinning around breaking stuff.

phoenix, A goil from Noo Yawk is nervous in crowded stores. I confess I rarely notice crowds.

dj, Walking through spider webs? Never had to contend with such a thing, and glad about that.

mame, The dark and cockroaches. Don't want dem bugs in my house, but they fascinate me. Major survivors.

Noddy adds to the telephone people. And not having something to read.

doglover, We're on opposite sides of the stove issue. I like to cook with a flame I can see.

msolga is another bridge-tunnel avoider.

Hope I didn't leave anybody out.

Thought up another thing that makes me nervous--when my computer sends me a message I don't understand. Since I don't understand any of them, all comments from my computer to me make me nervous. Hey, computer! Shut the hell up.

Shopping at malls.
Too many stores, too many signs, too many lights, too many choices.
I need to work out ahead of time exactly what I want and exactly where to
buy it. Go in, find it, buy it, and then get the hell out of Dodge.

George, Malls don't make me nervous. They mystify me. I guess to many people, going to the mall is an activity. But I'm with you when it comes to shopping. Go to the store that carries what I want. Find it. Pay for it. Go home.

I have to add that I don't know of shopping malls in Manhattan. I don't shop much anymore. But Manhattan is a kind of mall, in its own spread out, morassy kind of way. In my neighborhood there are shops on every street.

Reminds me of Mr B. He gets sensory overload in this and other similar situations. Grocery stores when I'm on a slow stroll are another hit for him.

I get very nervous about ceiling fans, especially when they're on high
speed. I always think one of the blades will fall out and hit me. I just
can't sit near them when they're on.

Since I got into thrift stores the second time around, must have been in the late eighties, I find malls amazingly boring... give me the children's hospital ladies auxiliary thrift any day....

People used to use the one back in northern california as an exercise route. I know this since I got my hair cut there. Trouble with that was, they do actually have a place that makes good cinnamon buns, and some damn caloric thing with blueberries...

I'm sorta noivous about those too, CJane. I never have the ones here on high. Sort of like a helicopter in the room.

Ceiling fans? This is the first mention of something that might be a new nervous for me.

Nothing like the prospect of beheading to capture my attention.

when my phone rings at 3 or 4 am and I answer and a voice on the other end says they're on their way to my house to cut my throat and then f*ck me in the wound... all under the direction of Lord Satan... that makes me just a tinch noivous...... but I'm sure that's happened to you...

This is a "relatively normal" occurrence in your life, BPD?

You certainly do live dangerously!

Constantly. Doesn't make me nervous so much as pissed off. This is why I keep the ringer on the phone turned off.