Mama Kat Thursday: What Are You Afraid Of?

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The Mama Kat prompt for today is: "Share something that scared you when you were young...are you still afraid?"
I can think of a couple things.
First, cockroaches.
 They totally creep me out. That's because one day, back when I was in early grade school, I remember feeling something tickling me under my clothes. So I went to the ladies room to investigate. Entering a stall, I peeled off my clothes and a small cockroach fell out onto the floor. Ew.
Ever since then, just seeing a cockroach gives me the creepy-crawlies.
However, what fell out of my clothes all those years ago has nothing--NOTHING on the HUGE cockroaches I see here in Florida. They run from 1 1/2 inches to 2 inches in size and thick as a stick. I swatted one I found standing in the bathroom with my slipper just the other morning. (I can't stand stepping on them with my actual foot in a shoe--I hate the feel.)
*Gag*  

The other fear I have is of heights.
I remember the day I first acquired it. It was back when I was 26 and working in my college's summer theater. I was a stage hand, among other things, and I needed to climb up a 24 foot ladder for something in the rafters. I got within few steps of the top of that ladder, looked down and just froze with terror. I clung to that ladder for dear life, finally managing to shakily inch my way back down. After that, I was never able to handle being on anything very high.
When I was a kid, I used to skirt up the ladder onto the flat roof of the house I grew up in and run around. 
Now I can't even contemplate such a thing. I've even stood a couple steps up on our own ladder, just high enough to see over the rain drain and that's as far as I can go. My feet simply won't go another step.
We have an attic stair pull-down in the garage, too, that I was terrified of for a long time, but a couple years ago I made myself go up it. I wanted to master my fear, at least in this small way, because  I needed to be able to put the bleach down the A/C drain-pipe, since the unit is in the attic. So I can do that.
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So, what are you afraid of?

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Comments

carol daniels said…
Cockroaches... yuck! I can't even stand the thoughts of them. Are they that big in Florida due to the humidity? I have not seen many in Utah. Thank goodness! It would totally creep me out.

What a brave thing you did... climb the ladder in your garage to get to the attic. Congratulations on conquering your fear! One step and a time... I'm terrified of heights too. I can't look down once I start climbing. Thanks for visiting my blog.
Oct 30, 2014, 8:02:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Roaches, yuck! Florida roaches, double yuck! One once crawled up my leg while I was studying... WORST DAY EVER! Once I spot one I can't move on with life until it's dead. I love how you convinced yourself to get over you fear of heights... gotta do what you gotta do, right? Me? Aside from the roaches which I don't fear so much as I just find utterly yucky, I guess I fear any flying bug mostly because of their surprise factor. They come out of nowhere and freak me out. lol
Nov 1, 2014, 8:35:00 PM
kayerj said…
I agree on the cockroaches. I'm afraid of enclosed spaces. Stopping by from mama kats kelley at the road goes ever ever on
Nov 3, 2014, 12:10:00 PM
KatBouska said…
Cockroaches are awful. I pretended to be brave for my kids when they asked me to kill one in Hawaii and I ran screaming from the room when it turned on me and chased me.
Nov 4, 2014, 12:01:00 AM

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