Dancers Anonymous > fears

Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by elisedance, Feb 4, 2008.

  1. elisedance

    elisedance New Member

    Fears impede us, sometimes, when they are bad, to a standstill. But they can also be good by keeping us going against adversity.

    I suspect we all have rational and irrational fears.

    Mine (least the ones I dare share :eek:)
    (irrational) buried in a small space
    (rational) injury/sickness stopping me dancing (bet thats a common one)
    (both) betrayal
    (rational) marginalized at work

    I find fears are eased by sharing. Whats yours?
    :kissme:
     
  2. danceronice

    danceronice Well-Known Member

    Irrational and rational both: Flying
    Irrational: enclosed spaces
    Rational: illness (though it can reach the point of hypochondria--I have some medical conditions that require monitoring and causes for concern. I do not, however, have PPH, a brain tumor, ovarian cancer, lupus, etc...no matter how many times I convince myself I do. I'm officially not allowed to watch medical shows.)
    Irrational: fear of being disliked even by people who from all outward appearances like me. At least I hope it's irrational.
     
  3. MissBallroomBear

    MissBallroomBear Active Member

    Irrational: Enclosed spaces.
    Rational: The prevention of my dancing.
    Rational and Irrational: Ignorance.
     
  4. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    Irrational: suffocation (have to work to keep myself from panicking (sp?) if I'm on a train car where the fan isn't running); related--minor claustrophobia, scared I'll run out of air; also very afraid of falling

    Rational: usual fear of public speaking thing (don't like being the center of attention)

    Irrational-ish: fear of dancing Standard (socially)
     
  5. elisedance

    elisedance New Member

    just realized another one from your post P - the oposite of fear of public speaking -
    irrational - fear of marginalization
     
  6. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    Meh. Margins are comfy...I feel right at home in them.
     
  7. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    flying and dying...that's about it
     
  8. elisedance

    elisedance New Member

    can't make going to comps easy - flying and dying on the floor! :)

    Oh, dear, I'm going to sound like a total neurotic - used to love flying but the security after 9/11 (I've thought about this) not the 9/11 itself has made flying scary.
     
  9. nucat78

    nucat78 Active Member

    Rational - elevators. Bloody things in my building start and stop sometimes at random. One day I was on one that wouldn't stop at all. We just kept hitting all the buttons until it finally stopped on the 10th floor. I've started using the stairs more but since my office is on the 9th floor.... Also some injury preventing dancing.

    Somewhat irrational - cancer. I'm definitely cancer-phobic.

    Most irrational - mutated Ebola / SARS / Bird Flu or similar spread via international air travel. www.cdc.gov is NOT a good site for me to read...
     
  10. samina

    samina Well-Known Member

    so... these fears... are these all of things one actively avoids? or do you pay these things no mind and just forge on...
     
  11. Stagekat

    Stagekat Member

    IRRATIONAL Heights, especially ladders, or actually I think it's a fear of falling.

    RATIONAL falling out of shape again once I’ve worked so hard to be in shape, and something causing me to not be able to dance anymore.

    BOTH Trusting people

     
  12. elisedance

    elisedance New Member

    thats kind of sad.... I'm totally bonkers that way, I trust and get hurt and then come right back and trust again! Every now and they you hit paydirt - someone you trust thats also trustworthy and then its all worth it.

    :kitty:

    I trust my cat for example... :)
     
  13. lcdancesport

    lcdancesport Active Member

    Rational: Growing older
    Rational: Losing loved ones, goes hand in hand with above fear
    Rational: Walking in public at night alone
    Irrational: Being in a horrible accident preventing me from dancing or be mobile
     
  14. Stagekat

    Stagekat Member

    :uplaugh:
    LOL... I'm probably bonkers the other way... I don't trust, and relationships suffer because of it. (Let me clarify that I'm not a paranoid person in this sense, or I would have put it in the IRRATIONAL section of my previous post)
    I am getting better about it... actually that's another thing I can thank dancing and my pro for... there's a certain amount of trust a follow has to have for her lead... whether she knows him or not. Ok..so I guess there really isn't an aspect of my life that this little hobby of mine hasn't changed. ;)
     
  15. elisedance

    elisedance New Member

    rational and irrational - fungus in the lungs
     
  16. tanya_the_dancer

    tanya_the_dancer Well-Known Member

    On the irrational list: sharks, some heights (think huge drop and no guardrails).
     
  17. LucyDiamond

    LucyDiamond Active Member

    I'm so with you on that one. Being immobile and reliant on others would be worse than death for me.
     
  18. lcdancesport

    lcdancesport Active Member

    Another irrational: I don't like swimming anywhere I cannot see the bottom, aka lakes, oceans...
     
  19. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    Huh. I'm not quite the same way, but I kinda freak if I'm in water that's more than about 20 or 30 feet deep. Swimming, boats...doesn't matter. And it's odd, because my family is big into boating, so I'm a pretty strong swimmer, not afraid of the water at all, and have spent plenty of time on boats. But I don't like deep water.

    A couple years ago DH and I took a cruise, and I'd just cringe and very deliberately put my mind elsewhere whenever they'd announce how deep the water was. Hated that.
     
  20. Me

    Me New Member

    Something about posting my innermost personal fears on an open forum doesn't seem exactly right but oh, what the hey, I'm feeling lucky today.

    I am terrified of cockroaches. You know the ones - those big three inch ones that come in from outside and like to fly straight at your face. (Oh yes, fly.) The ones that, as you stare down terrified, you can actually see their triangular head rotate so as to stare back up at you.

    I always scream for somebody else to kill these things, but beg that they not stomp them too hard because that sickening 'POP' sound makes me shudder.
     

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