Interestingly enough, I had a big fear of dogs. I don’t really know why because I’ve never had a traumatic experience with them (thank God I never got bitten).
I also feared being alone, darkness (but not much) and heights. Woah, I was a fearful kid.
Today, well, I only fear those big, aggressive dogs like kangals and rottweilers. As for darkness and loneliness, nah.
I don’t know how to explain it exactly. You know how when a restaurant goes under the sign about prices and hours is still there? I one time was looking at a place like that and imagined myself standing there waiting for it to open unable to process that it was closed. Then coming back the next day and doing it again. And once I imagined that I thought about school. What if I didn’t understand that the school was closed that day but I was still acting like it was. Me sitting in an empty classroom at a desk waiting patiently for the class to begin. Still following the bells moving from room to room.
That somehow I would lose the ability to adapt to the obvious wandering around like a robot. This is summer in summer I wear short sleeves, but it is raining today, doesn’t matter in summer I wear short sleeves. And this would continue until I fell over dead because of it not even screaming or asking for help. Just laying there telling my legs to work.
Guess I still have it to one extent.