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Chit Chat Corner 2: Phobias!


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Again, what the title states! We all share what we are afraid of, no limitations. Feel free to get everything off your chest.

 

As with my first Chit Chat Corner, I'll go first:

 

Our universe as a whole never ceases to amaze me, but it also utterly terrorizes me. Even thinking about its sheer size makes me get goosebumps.

I'm SomethingDire, and Céleste is my partner in crime.

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Strange that you should mention phobias this morning. Last night I had a dream I was trapped inside of a very tight tunnel. I often have dreams about claustrophobia. I awoke and nearly had a panic attack. Sucked.

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Oh God, is it morning over there? Oh right, timezones exist, hehehee.

 

Claustrophobia, huh? That sounds pretty hard to handle. I hope your dream's still not effecting you, because I know how long they can go on for.

 

Opposed to claustrophobia, I'm generally terrified of overly large buildings/spaces etc. (As you can see on the first post) . 2 days before this, I had a dream about our galaxy being crushed in on itself by two ginormous black holes. I also nearly had a panic attack. And about a week before this, I dreamed about getting in a shower and there were small, parasite-like bugs literally falling down from every pore of my body. I don't even know anymore. (Though I could write a pretty good creepypasta about that last one lol :D . )

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I suppose that you can pin me down on Monophobia. I might not really act like it, especially in front of the gentlemen in my presence, but I so dearly appreciate their presence with me. I don't know what I would do if I were left to be all alone. As a child, I was neglected in ways no child should go through. My mother abandoned me and my father had to feed me with a bottle. Our financial situation got shittier by the day, and my father was working day and night. But nobody was there. I would sleep all scared, in the cold of the night, not knowing what awaited me of evil in the world upon my awakening.

 

Until one day, I heard the voice of an old man. He told me there was no need to be afraid. That he understood me, since it was a basic human need, to express fear and sadness. It was Dimitrov.

 

At many instances, Dimitrov went fully silent, for such long whiles... I had lost hope in life. My only friend had left. I was in despair. I went back to being depressed. I never had what most people had, I could not entertain myself, and was limited to reading my scholar books all day. I admire my father, to this day, the man never gave up. There was nothing he could do to help this situation, I thank him for life.

 

Dimitrov came back every now and then, acting cold as ever, but deeply, I could see a string of... affection. The one my parents never truly gave me.

 

When I was alone, I was fucking terrified. Obsessed with depressive thoughts, suicidal thoughts at some point. I had no one in my life, and felt like I had no goal. I shed many tears on my tulpas when they were absent. I care for them more than I care for myself. My friends, my companions, my brothers, my parents, in some ways.

 

If someone took them away, I don't fucking know what I would possibly do. The mere thought of it is enough to distress me, but Blak is always there, and Dimitrov is getting a bit old for randomly skipping around.

 

I hate being alone. It is stupid. But I cannot help it!

 

Ah, I'm too tired. I only came here to help.

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Arachnophobia.

There was some stupid little event where my older brother terrified me (then still a kid) with a spider - and since I already hated these little sh*ts, that was enough to make me go to phobiatown and stay there. xD

 

Do you have any phobias, Rina?

 

Slugs. I find them disgusting.

 

Really?

You're afraid of slugs? O.o

 

Not afraid, just disgusted.

 

Heh.

Now there's something I... actually didn't know about her!

 

 

Greets,

AG & Rina

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...I dreamed about getting in a shower and there were small, parasite-like bugs literally falling down from every pore of my body.

 

Eeeew!

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I suppose that you can pin me down on Monophobia. I might not really act like it, especially in front of the gentlemen in my presence, but I so dearly appreciate their presence with me. I don't know what I would do if I were left to be all alone. As a child, I was neglected in ways no child should go through. My mother abandoned me and my father had to feed me with a bottle. Our financial situation got shittier by the day, and my father was working day and night. But nobody was there. I would sleep all scared, in the cold of the night, not knowing what awaited me of evil in the world upon my awakening.

 

Until one day, I heard the voice of an old man. He told me there was no need to be afraid. That he understood me, since it was a basic human need, to express fear and sadness. It was Dimitrov.

 

At many instances, Dimitrov went fully silent, for such long whiles... I had lost hope in life. My only friend had left. I was in despair. I went back to being depressed. I never had what most people had, I could not entertain myself, and was limited to reading my scholar books all day. I admire my father, to this day, the man never gave up. There was nothing he could do to help this situation, I thank him for life.

 

Dimitrov came back every now and then, acting cold as ever, but deeply, I could see a string of... affection. The one my parents never truly gave me.

 

When I was alone, I was fucking terrified. Obsessed with depressive thoughts, suicidal thoughts at some point. I had no one in my life, and felt like I had no goal. I shed many tears on my tulpas when they were absent. I care for them more than I care for myself. My friends, my companions, my brothers, my parents, in some ways.

 

If someone took them away, I don't fucking know what I would possibly do. The mere thought of it is enough to distress me, but Blak is always there, and Dimitrov is getting a bit old for randomly skipping around.

 

I hate being alone. It is stupid. But I cannot help it!

 

I am so sorry.

I don't know if this means anything to you, but you are strong. You've proven your worth to be here on this world and came far. I think that this is something that everyone who has gone through some kind of difficulty should be proud of, but someone like you has earned it. This is my own personal thought though, I'm sorry if I seem a bit too cheesy.

 

I also don't think having the fear of being alone is stupid either. It completely makes sense, because I'm also afraid of being alone.

 

Just not in your way.

 

I can not think of a life without the ideas that made me into the person I am today.

I can not think of a life without without the ideals and the beliefs that I've tied myself to.

My hands shake even with the thought of that, as they're doing now.

I.. I am so horrified. I don't even fucking know anymore. The beauty in them, the simple, crystal-clear points and creativity they've brought, I can't even fucking imagine. I love them. I am in love with them, and there's no other way for me to put it. Fuck. I don't know how I'm supposed the explain this with words. I don't know how I'm supposed to make anyone understand other than Céleste about this. Would you understand if I said that I literally start fucking weeping and sobbing whenever I realize how literally stunning a video game was, with its everything, that my fingers started spasming as I turned one other page of that one book, with every word that vowed and progressed the plot? That I had to calm myself down forcefully after that one movie? I don't know anymore. I don't think there're any words out there to explain this.

 

And I'm so horrified that I won't be able to reach them after a while.

Not horrified. There's this pit in my stomach that spills its contents to my bloodstream whenever I think about being left alone by these treasures.

 

So, there you have it.

I'm also afraid of being alone.

I just hope that I can work this out with Céleste. No therapist, or anyone else. Céleste.

And have him until I the day I die.


Arachnophobia.

There was some stupid little event where my older brother terrified me (then still a kid) with a spider - and since I already hated these little sh*ts, that was enough to make me go to phobiatown and stay there. xD

 

Do you have any phobias, Rina?

 

Slugs. I find them disgusting.

 

Really?

You're afraid of slugs? O.o

 

Not afraid, just disgusted.

 

Heh.

Now there's something I... actually didn't know about her!

 

 

Greets,

AG & Rina

 

Bugs make me icky. Slugs, too. I understand Rina XD

Hey, 'tis great that my thread is doing you service, by the way! I'm happy now XD.


 

Eeeew!

 

Gosh, I know right, Melian?

I'm SomethingDire, and Céleste is my partner in crime.

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And as the Guilty Pleasures thread turned into the Fetishes thread, the Phobias thread turns into the Life Philosophy thread. I approve, although it's a little dark in here. Hope there's no nyctophobes.

 

 

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I'm really sorry to do this twice, but, I don't have any. I'm not afraid of anything, I'm a very practical man. Were my tulpas to disappear I probably could not continue living, but I've no fear of such a thing. Why would I? I don't want to fall off a cliff or tall building and die, but I simply take precautions not to. There's no room for irrational fear in my brain. I don't fear death because it is nonexistant, at least as far as my own existence goes. I do my best to stay alive, because being alive is fun and not-boring, but I have no fear of death. Why would I? How does that improve the time I have to live?

 

This time around I can't even give psuedo-examples. One time I had a dream where my brain was creating a montage of occurrences in Gensokyo, where Touhou takes place, going through a bunch of different characters doing things. And my brain decided it'd be funny to have Reisen being electrocuted by one of the Gods in a cartoon-y but 3D manner.

 

I woke up as mad as I've ever been in my life, and very seriously told my brain if it ever even depicted Reisen being hurt again, I would hurt it. No fear, no phobia, just facts I guess. Hasn't happened again, any dreams involving the Touhou characters my tulpas were based on have been relatively innocent since.

 

There's nothing to fear, not even fear itself. Because that's illogical.

 

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Hi! I'm Lumi, host of Reisen, Tewi, Flandre and Lucilyn.

Everyone deserves to love and be loved. It's human nature.

My tulpas and I have a Q&A thread, which was the first (and largest) of its kind. Feel free to ask us about tulpamancy stuff there.

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And as the Guilty Pleasures thread turned into the Fetishes thread, the Phobias thread turns into the Life Philosophy thread. I approve, although it's a little dark in here. Hope there's no nyctophobes.

 

 

...

 

 

I'm really sorry to do this twice, but, I don't have any. I'm not afraid of anything, I'm a very practical man. Were my tulpas to disappear I probably could not continue living, but I've no fear of such a thing. Why would I? I don't want to fall off a cliff or tall building and die, but I simply take precautions not to. There's no room for irrational fear in my brain. I don't fear death because it is nonexistant, at least as far as my own existence goes. I do my best to stay alive, because being alive is fun and not-boring, but I have no fear of death. Why would I? How does that improve the time I have to live?

 

This time around I can't even give psuedo-examples. One time I had a dream where my brain was creating a montage of occurrences in Gensokyo, where Touhou takes place, going through a bunch of different characters doing things. And my brain decided it'd be funny to have Reisen being electrocuted by one of the Gods in a cartoon-y but 3D manner.

 

I woke up as mad as I've ever been in my life, and very seriously told my brain if it ever even depicted Reisen being hurt again, I would hurt it. No fear, no phobia, just facts I guess. Hasn't happened again, any dreams involving the Touhou characters my tulpas were based on have been relatively innocent since.

 

There's nothing to fear, not even fear itself. Because that's illogical.

 

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You're a boss ass dude. *salutes* You inspire us, sir!

I'm SomethingDire, and Céleste is my partner in crime.

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I'm terrified of being abandoned and/or left alone, to the point where I get panicked and tearful when I watch a paren abandon their child, even in animated movies (most recently being Kung Fu Panda 2)

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