Mine kick in around heights. They’re easily dismissed and usually only pop in if I’m not occupied with something. It’s probably why I can both work in high places regularly and yet have a fear of heights outside work. I’m called overly cautious, but maybe my intrusive thoughts are me just seeing alternate futures where I rush or don’t double check.
Worst case I ever had was at Chimney Rock in NC. I could not get near the edge to look, I kept imagining how easy it would be to just run off. And it didn’t help parents were letting their kids run around as if it was a playground.
Same thing here. When we’re on vacation, my wife can fearlessly walk up to the edge of a cliff, but I just can’t. I’m afraid that I’ll get disoriented and lose my balance!
When I consider the risk (death or dismemberment) versus the reward (standing several feet closer to the edge), it just doesn’t seem worth it at all. Maybe I’m just rationalizing my fear, but these sharp drops really seem like a uniquely dangerous situation in my life.
I can do work high up on a swaying scissor lift or even drive the fucker around extended no problem. If I’m clipped in or there’s a fence high enough I’m good.
But you better believe if I had to go to a cliff edge I’d be crawling towards it. Similarly- 30 foot cliff above a lake, sure I’ll jump off it. 30 foot cliff above dirt, not going near the edge.
I was always made fun of for my fear of heights, but now that I’m older I am very glad I’m scared of heights. Just falling from standing height can kill you if youre unlucky. A fall from 6 feet is very likely to result in permanent spine or head injuries and broken bones.
Mine kick in around heights. They’re easily dismissed and usually only pop in if I’m not occupied with something. It’s probably why I can both work in high places regularly and yet have a fear of heights outside work. I’m called overly cautious, but maybe my intrusive thoughts are me just seeing alternate futures where I rush or don’t double check.
Worst case I ever had was at Chimney Rock in NC. I could not get near the edge to look, I kept imagining how easy it would be to just run off. And it didn’t help parents were letting their kids run around as if it was a playground.
Same thing here. When we’re on vacation, my wife can fearlessly walk up to the edge of a cliff, but I just can’t. I’m afraid that I’ll get disoriented and lose my balance!
When I consider the risk (death or dismemberment) versus the reward (standing several feet closer to the edge), it just doesn’t seem worth it at all. Maybe I’m just rationalizing my fear, but these sharp drops really seem like a uniquely dangerous situation in my life.
I can do work high up on a swaying scissor lift or even drive the fucker around extended no problem. If I’m clipped in or there’s a fence high enough I’m good.
But you better believe if I had to go to a cliff edge I’d be crawling towards it. Similarly- 30 foot cliff above a lake, sure I’ll jump off it. 30 foot cliff above dirt, not going near the edge.
I get mine whenever I pick up anything that could be used as a weapon. Annoying side effect to making food.
I hate this one. Every time I pick up a knife it’s like “man you could totally slit your wrist and bleed out and die, wouldn’t that be wild??”
Mine are about harming others, which makes it even worse imo
Maybe this is your brain’s way of telling you to design weapons.
I was always made fun of for my fear of heights, but now that I’m older I am very glad I’m scared of heights. Just falling from standing height can kill you if youre unlucky. A fall from 6 feet is very likely to result in permanent spine or head injuries and broken bones.