manchester blue said:Flying.
I was OK as a single teen/twenty something, althogh I have done 12 hours at night and been the only one awake. I'm noise monitor you see!
For a few years we did not fly after my son was born but when he was about four we had a flight to Portugal. It was a 6am flight which meant getting him up at 3am and driving to the airport.
I was in a really bad place. I could not sleep, the only thing on my mind was getting on this flying tomb. I was desperate. I looked at driving or trains. We were meeting friends and they were helpful but nothing could help me.
It was awful waking him and taking him somewhere I could not control. Those with kids will know what I mean. I was in bits, quite irrational.
Been there too. Im still a slightly nervous flyer but Im facing my demons now by getting a window seat and actually looking out of it!!! and watching aircraft investigation which has taught me how rare an accident actually is.
I went to the doctor and was prescribed Tamazipan (sp?). Didn't help. What did was necking vokda in the bar and on the plane. The flight was bumpy but mormal. A girl next to me was crying during turbulance but I told her it was OK and normal. Isn't vodka great!
I'm still worried now but I love sun and holidays so I won't let it spoil things for my family and me. It's not as bad but always on my mind for days before. Events of today don't help.
Smart arse...NathanC said:I am scared of Wheelsy, which I guess that makes it.... homophobia?
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Yeah... if you are arachnophobic, then moving to Australia probably isn't the smartest thing to do.Figgylion said:For all you arachnaphobics, I'm just about to head out for the night, got out of the shower and went to the laundry basket to get some clean undies. I grab a pair of boxers and give them a quick shake and out falls one of these.
Luckily my only phobia is heights, so I caught the bugger and threw him outside