I can’t think about things I want to write. So I will write here and there snippets of life that I have experience. I spoke in a previous post about my irrational fear of having anything put in my ear, well.. I have another fear I can talk about.
My fear of spiders.
i can pinpoint when that one occurred to when the family moved to Narrogin in South West of WA (in the wheat belt) and we lived on a farm.
This was an awesome lil farm, we grew our own vegies, strawberries and fruit. We had a paddock or two to play in, and there was a little creek running through the property, where we used to collect mushrooms and look for yabbies, and in summer we would go swimming in the deepest part of the creek as it was nice and cool.
One night, when we were watching Buck Rogers of the 25th Century (going back to about 1981, i think) We were in the lounge room, and i turned to look at mum, and saw this enormous spider sitting right next to her head. Well the innocent 7 yr old at the time says.. “mummy, what is that next to your head?” and mum turned and looked and then she screamed so loudly that both my sister and I got a fright and started screaming too.
So after we finished screaming, mum had run off to the bathroom in tears, and Dad had removed the spider, I somehow managed to collect my self.
How much was I scared of spiders really didn’t surface again till I was a teenager, when I was at my boyfriends house and we were going through a bunch of motherboards and stuff for computers and this big huge wolf spider was sitting on a board. I freaked out, and ran into the toilet and locked the door. His friends shoved the spider under the door and was running around, and i was standing on the toilet in screaming hysterically. Eventually after everyone stopped laughing they realised I was still screaming and had to break down the door to rescue me. (sigh)
I made such an dick of myself.