Random phobias

Bacteria. My stepmom knew everythings about bacteria and to make matter worse I took a culinary sanitation class..the nasty bacterial s**** you hear about in there is nothing like the nasty s*** she talked about! My Mom also has OCD, so ANY bacteria around me makes me freak, I want to clean clean clean and I do not have any tolerance to bacteria, I know this, so I want to stay in a clean bubble forever!!!

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when I was younger, I stepped on a slug while running into my Aunts house. It was on the sidewalk, and no, i had no shoes on. I remember how hard it was to get that icky stuff off my foot! its really, really hard to do. So, Ive always had a thing about slugs, I dont want to see them, dont want them near me, they make me feel icky all over. I can think about them, it makes me feel that way. I have no other words to describe this feeling, but "icky".

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I have to eat my food in ascending order based on what I like of it the least and most.

If I eat a sandwich, I have to eat the crust off it first and comtinue eating around the edges until I get as close to a perfect circle as I can that is around an inch in diameter, and then I can pop the rest in my mouth.
If I eat a pack of fruit gummies (or M&M's, or anything like that), I have to dump them all out and seperate them by color, and then eat the flavors (or colors, if they don't have differing flavors) I like the least first.
If I'm eating cereal with different kinds of parts to it, like captain crunch or lucky charms, I have to eat the most bland tasting part first, and then whichever color I find the least appealing at the time.
This can be - and is- applied to anything I eat. I always have to eat the part of the meal I like best last, and if I somehow make a mistake and eat part of the food out of order, it upsets my stomach and makes my skin crawl.

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I've Been having a recurring nightmare for over two years now, happening every 4-5 nights (sometimes it will happened every night or 2nd night for a week or two though).

In the dream, everything starts out normal. I'm with a handful of my friends just haning out, talking and enjoying ourselves (normally 5-7 people there, the actually people change amongst friends I have, but my best mate and girlfriend are always in it).

We're all chatting and laughing but slowly we're talking less and less, and we're approached by another, he's about the same height as me, usually wearing black clothes and a hood that obscures his face (sometimes his face is just blurred).

As he gets closer he starts running towards us, usually smiling or chuckling, and when he gets up to us he just starts rapidly killing everyone. sometimes with a knife, often usually just with his hands (punching through chests etc, he's abnormally strong), he's even had a sword once or twice.

he normally gets to me first, btu never kills me, only knocks me down to the ground and for some reason I can't move myself, I can only watch as he kills off the rest of my friends in front of me. Theres alot of blood and screaming. When he's done he walks back to where I am, pulls me back to my feet, and his face becomes clear for me to see, and It's me. He looks exactly like me in every way, he laughs and says I can't save them, and that's when I wake up.

This has been happening since late 2007 and I'm it's really starting to affect me mentally as time goes on.

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I've had the same recurring nightmare since I was a kid. I always dream that I am at the beach with my friends or family and then when we are in the sand playing or doing something fun this huge wave comes out of nowhere and everyone starts to run, including me, but the wave keeps getting bigger and bigger. Its always about horribly huge waves.

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I have a phobia about needles - yes, I know a lot of people are scared of them, but - specifically IVs which remain in the body. I can barely stand being jabbed for an injection or having blood taken (the briefer the better) but having the needle and then the shunt remaining in my skin - violating that boundary between in and out - completely makes me frantic.

I've had to have an IV in twice: once during my c-section delivery, and once while I was being prepped and recovering from surgery. Both times were stressful enough without having this thing fastened into my veins and pumping or sucking fluid from my body...

How would you feel if you had a snake sink its teeth into the back of your hand and then had its head taped down, with its body along your wrist and taped around your arm? How about having to sleep and eat with a serpent's fangs and its coiling body attached to you, for three or four days at a time?

That is the repulsion I feel about an intravenous - to even look at makes me want to yank it out myself, except that the terror of feeling even the slightest twitch or jerk on the area of violation prevents me. I begin to tear up and shake if the fingers on that hand move, or the tubing jiggles as the nurse changes the drip bag.... I lie with the arm as far away as possible, in a completely level position, and try not to think about it. Shudder...

I'm afraid of wasps and splinters for much the same reason - that violation of the boundary between inside and out.

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I cannot stand the sound of repetitive noises. no matter how quiet or small they are e.g ticking of a clock... or someone tapping their pen on a desk it makes me want to rip my head off. I also cant stand repetitive touching - like someone tapping me on the shoulder more than once. grrr it makes me angry.

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I am afarid to eat anything that has been touched. If i think someone breathed on my food I can't eat it. If anyones hands or a fork that has been eaten off of touch my food I will not eat it. If I go to a restruant I can't bring home left-overs because I can't eat food that I myself have touched. I hate pasta because I have to continualy stick my fork back into the pasta after I ate off of it. I don't know what this phobia is called, but I am constatnly teased for it. A friend of mine mad me a sandwhich for my birthday last year and i stuck it into the oven on broil for 20 minutes before eating it in tiny swallow sized bites, just because I was afraid to tell him that I couldnt eat things that have been touched. I ended up getting sick anyway because I knew his hands had touched it.

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I have this major fear of shipwrecks and anything that submerges in water.
I can't stand looking at deep sea fish the ones that are in the hidden depths, because they scare me so much.
I love the sea I think it's beautiful, but things that lie beneath it's depths creep me out, so much.
I have no problems with sharks or any other tropical fish, I think they're cool.
But shipwrecks or submarines or any such shadows in the sea scares the living day lights out of me.
My friend sent me a picture of the Titanic once whilst it was rotting in the hidden depths of the sea, I was in tears after.

I realised it got worse when I was doing the dishes and a cup fell into the washing bowel, and it sunk and all the bubbles rose to the top and it just disapeared into the cloudy water, I was so scared I wanted to run away.
I'm also ashamed to say it happens in the bath too, when I drop something and it sinks to the bottom and I can't see or find it, I just get uneasy and I feel sick and have to have a shower instead.

I think it started when I played a game when I was younger, you were a scuba diver and you had to swim through the misty ocean and all these large shadow fish and shipwrecks were around and it scared me so much.
I hope I'm not alone.

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I heave the fear of domes. Not scared of the domes themselves but of standing underneath them. we are a strange species, it's just lovely to have the opportunity to have these quirks, no matter the cost to our idea of a "normal" life

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