i am neurotic.

I have a fear of heights that seems to be reserved exclusively for man-made objects. I could be in a tree 20-feet in the air and be completely fine, but if I stand on a roof I have a panic attack that the entire structure will collapse beneath me.

I have a fear that the elevator in my building will open and there will be a person hanging in it.

I’m afraid of developing both of these things. To that end i can’t look at things moving at exceptional speeds I also have to ritually move my eyeballs around in the mirror to be sure they make full circles. I’ve been told you can’t just develop these eye ailments, but I’m not buying it.

I am completely petrified of colonial times. This includes both the civil and revolutionary wars as well as any and all references to butter churning and red coats and their impending arrival. There is no basis for this fear but the anxiety is unmanageable. My parents took us to colonial williamsburg when i was about 7 and i could barely leave the hotel room. Any school trip whose title included the word “reenactment” resulted in my feigning illness and staying home or becoming exceptionally dizzy and having to go to the “infirmary” only to further exacerbate the issue.

I HATE going into toilet cubicles where the toilet lid is closed. I live in terror of one day lifting the lid of a toliet and finding a severed head inside. Don’t ask me why, I have no idea!! Every time I have to lift a toilet lid, I do it with my eyes shut really tight. And I get that horrible anticipating feeling that I’m about to see something really nasty. I guess I’m lucky really… It isn’t often that one is so relieved to see just a big turd!!

I’m neurotic about when people talk about catastrophic events like the world ending because the temperature goes up 6 degrees, but zombies, I love.
I used to go to a 7th day adventist church with my aunt. They were really social but also liked to talk about the apocolypse. So I’d be at a pool party and they’d be like “The world is going to end in September.” And then I’d think about how I’d like to actually get to high school.

Whenever I watch a movie with a gross bug scene, I feel bugs crawling on me when I try to go to bed that night. Even if I saw the movie in the afternoon.