Irrational Phobias?

I have a current fear of hammers. I don't know why, but I get real anxious when I'm around them.
It's strange because I don't have any phobias with other blunt objects and hardware, there's just something menacing about hammers..

I have low-latent inhibition, so normal phobias do not avail me. On the contrary, I develop uncommon ones because of this.

I was diagnosed with LLI when I was 12, and was put on anti-anxiety medicine to curve the symptoms. Supposedly it's not actually deemed a mental illness, but I will never be able to have medical marijuana for any reason because it lowers your LI even more. But that doesn't matter because I'm a pothead anyways :)

But yeah, weird phobias pop up from time to time for me. Not too long ago I had this undying phobia of butterflies :gasp:
 
Another is looking at a mirror at night. Ever since my cousin told me the Bloody mary thing, i always switch on the light in our toilet from the outside, bending my arms around the wall. Whenever i see a mirror at night, my mind just begins to recite bloody mary for some god damn reason. I think im too curious for my own good.

Me too :gonk: While I don't say it in my head, I still remember it from my childhood and get scared when I shut the bathroom light off and am still in front of the mirror ;_; Also whenever I have to walk through a dark house alone at night, because I used to have to walk a long way from the bathroom to my bedroom at night in my dad's old apartment, and I always got this really creepy feeling like there was something watching me. Which it turns out, *tries not to scream*...after we moved, without even knowing I had been scared or anything, my dad told me that he saw a man standing over his bed one night and so the place really was actually haunted while we were living there :ness: :sad2:

And I'm also terrified of window curtains being left open at night, I cannot stand the idea that if I look over at a window with darkness outside, there could be a face there staring at me, like a zombie or something :sad2:

Oh and one other one, everyone might think this is silly but I swear it's true...I also have an irrational fear of both William Shatner and Alec Baldwin :gonk: ;_; Whenever they come on the TV I get so totally creeped out by the way they carry themselves, speak, etc. I just cannot stand it :ness: Especially when Shatner acts all pervy, like in some commercial I saw him in he was being all pervy with this girl, and I would've cried if that were me :'( And for Alec Baldwin, especially when he's in the Cat in the Hat and he's in a chair with no shirt on and he's all dirty--I swear he must have cheese in his bellybutton and I do not want to even go near there or have to touch it or smell it or anything, it scares me so much ;_;
 
Furbys: these things are the devil in friggin disguise. I had one in 02. It would show up places randomly, randomly talk, and stare at me while I slept. I couldn't wait til we got rid of it. It was evil!

Shower drain: I remember this commercial where some girl got sucked down the drain, so I've hated them since. It's getting better though. I can stick my hand in it without fearing for my life like I used to.

Music from before 1950:
There was this wrestling ppv called St. Valentines day massacre. It took place in 1999. I watched the opening, and it was black and white footage of the wrestlers. It was okay at first, Stone Cold, Rock, Kane, Triple H. Then they showed Undertaker and I flipped out crying. To add to that, the video also had this lady singing some song that had to be from at least the 1940's. Very scary. I still remember the main lyrics:

"Baby, you drive me crazy!"
 
I suppose the following is irrational and probably inadvertently hilarious at the same time.

-Fear of lifting the tank cover of a Toilet. You know, the back part of the toilet. Donno why but looking into the water creeps me out. Had that fear since I was kid. Probably a subfear of the fear of the toilet bowl overflowing, which is another subfear of the fear that it wont stop overflowing.
 
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