There are certain things we hear about
life, and we think to ourselves, or out loud to others, “there is
no way this is a thing”. Our society, I suppose, has a genius gift
of making completely unreal ideas and turning them into actual,
tangible, phobias that can be treated and medicated. The word
“phobia” has the tendency to take something stupid and make it
into something real. Anablephobia,
for example, is the fear of looking up. Or Aulophobia, which is my
personal favorite, the fear of flutes. As I read through this phobia
list, I have to ask myself, “Who decides this?” Is there a doctor
out there whose soul purpose is create phobias? I had more faith in
the field of science. I thought if a person came in complaining about
a life-halting fear of flutes, a doctor would have them thrown into
intensive therapy. I mean, don't get me wrong, flutes are scary
things- they are long, and make uncommon sounds; but we probably
shouldn't give this fear a name, or even talk about it to anyone.
On
the other hand, the word “phobia” can also make something
completely rational and instinctual and make you feel bad about it.
It's not like anyone ever took pride in having a “phobia”.
However, take Agraphobia, which is the fear of sexual abuse; is there
really anyone out there that is NOT scared of being sexually
assaulted? Name one person
who hasn't been paralyzed with that fear at least once. It is in
human nature to NOT want that. Apotemnophobia? The fear of
amputations. Because normal people wouldn't mind being
amputated one day, right? Another good one is Carcinophobia, which is
the fear of cancer.
Now,
what I want to know is, how does the fear of cancer and the fear of
flutes get categorized equally? I have had many loved ones, many of
which I share DNA, fight with cancer. It's a real thing to be scared
of. If I was, someday, emotionally paralyzed by the fear of cancer,
I would not want some 14 year old band-geek-dropout approaching me
and explaining that he/she “understands what I am going through”
because he/she “had a similar experience” when he/she “had to
quit band because a new kid joined and played the flute”. Not the
same thing. Yet, they are all called “phobias”. So, I have
taken it upon myself to categorize this massive fear list into 3
sub-fear lists.
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1: This list is for people who are not crazy at all. These “fears”
should just be stricken from the “phobia” list and chalked up to
human nature: abuse, death, illness, guns, clowns. Probably some
others, but listing them is making me sad/scared/hate carnivals all
over again.
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2: This list of fears are for people that are, literally, insane. People with
said fears should be asked to never speak of it again until it goes
away:
flutes,
looking up, gum, bright colors, air, beards, clothes, gravity.
Uhmm
please let me know what you would do if you lived in your perfect
airless, gravity-less, gum-less world.
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3: Real fears. They paralyze some, they worry others, and others
don't care at all:
driving,
heights, snakes, loneliness, the unknown, insanity, sharks (or other
animals), the ocean, natural disasters, needles, clowns, MTVs serious
downward spiral, Grand Theft Auto (the last 2 I added myself because
they are just as real as anything else).
I guess I, personally, have an undying fear of phobias that are being created to make everyone more stupid.
Yours,
LD
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