Room 101 ~ Hates and Fears
Food 4 Thought Friday #101 Prompt ~ Room 101
Floss & May have taken over hosting this meme from the wonderful Kilted Wookie. When they realised it was week 101 they knew this would be their only opportunity to use Room 101 as the source for our questions.
Room 101 first appeared in the book 1984 by George Orwell. It’s an extremely insightful novel. The room was said to contain a person’s greatest fear. The popular TV show of the same name asked people to consign their pet hates to Room 101.
With this in mind what they want to know is…
“What are your main hates and/or fears – sex wise or other – that you would like banished from your life forever?
Explain why/how these became your hates and fear.”
So for my very first participation in this meme, read on.
I am absolutely terrified of heights. It first manifested on a trip to visit a lighthouse, I just couldn’t climb those spiral stairs to the top to see the view, instead I sat part-way up, crying. It has ambushed me visiting a castle, the Tower of London (for both of these the spiral stairs were a factor) but also up a mountain. On a sexy weekend away in Paris, I wouldn’t even cross to the same side of the river as the Eiffel Tower in case OH tried to persuade me to climb it!
It’s a total party-pooper for me. It means I couldn’t go on the rides which my kids loved (Disney, Legoland, Thorpe Park) and I’m pretty confident I’d hate to ride the London Eye or go up in a helicopter. If I ever went to the set of “I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here!” I wouldn’t be able to cross that wood & rope bridge!
I hate the way I blurt. You’ll never get an awkward silence with me, oh no, I’ll blurt something out to fill it! At its worst I don’t think through what I am saying. I mean well, but suddenly realise I’ve said something tactless, or shared something I should keep to myself. Worst of all is when it occurs to me after the event how my words could have been misconstrued – it’s too late to apologise or qualify my meaning so I am left hot faced and cringeing every time I remember what I said.
I have recently begun to suffer from anxiety. Luckily it is fairly minor and intermittent, but I have phases when everything and anything ambushes me. I’ve written a post about what helped me. Maybe at some point I’ll share more about my triggers and how my anxiety presents itself. At it’s worst I didn’t dare go out and socialise in case I said the wrong thing or others said something to exacerbate it. I hated it that as I’m a gregarious person. I am very sad that it will probably never go away – no thanks to the menopause for its contribution!
A fear I’ve recently discovered which affects me is termed Trypophobia. Trypophobia is an aversion to the sight of irregular patterns or clusters of small holes, or bumps. I don’t have this to phobia level (that would involve real fear), but some patterns can really make my skin crawl or my stomach feel queasy, so I have to look away. Poor Kisingura when I had to tell her I couldn’t look at this image (which was judged in the top 3 for #SinfulSunday that week)
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