LostViking
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Perhaps a tad off-topic, however I mentioned this to another person I know who struggles with some of the same stuff as me, and it turns out I'm not the only one who tend to scare the crap out of myself. I reckon this is what you can define as a fear of the dark, and just wondering if anyone else get this as well.
"Fear of the dark is not fear of the absence of light, but fear of possible or imagined dangers concealed by the darkness."
When I'm alone, this can often happen to me. That it's dark usually just makes it more likely to happen though. Let me toss out a few examples:
Forgot something upstairs a few weeks ago, and went back to get it (after I had turned off all the lights). In the middle of the stairs I got this idea that when I got up I'd see the lights in the empty room besides the kitchen turn themselves on. Of course they didn't, and I even survived the trip back downstairs, but I did speed up a bit though, so can't say I was entirely unaffected by it.
Went to the toilet at night the other day, ehr.. night! Got the idea that when I looked into the mirror I'd see something horrifying behind me or on the other side or something. Of course, the mirror worked pretty much like it has done since the dawn of time, I was still a bit reluctant to look at it though.
I'm well aware these things sound stupid, wimpy and girly and all that jazz, so any insults better be damn creative or I'll go get my axe. In my mind though, they're the next best thing to 'real'. I mean, if I did see something in the mirror, or if something turned on lights inside a closed room, then I'd be bloody horrified, but having your imagination run wild like this can get fairly crappy at times.
I do remember that this was worse when I was younger though, I'd turn my face towards the wall and not turn around to face the room. I guess I knew there was nothing there, but hey, my imagination was having a field-trip!
I've pretty much quit watching horror movies, because they have a tendency to fuel the fire. Some things have a habit of just getting stored in the back of my head and come back to haunt me at the worst possible moments, and then usually with my brain joining in and giving it a personal twist.
Good news? I've become somewhat desensitized to these things now. The things I can conjure up in my imagination to scare myself can be fairly effective, but I force myself to discard them.
I should really uh.. get some sleep!
"Fear of the dark is not fear of the absence of light, but fear of possible or imagined dangers concealed by the darkness."
When I'm alone, this can often happen to me. That it's dark usually just makes it more likely to happen though. Let me toss out a few examples:
Forgot something upstairs a few weeks ago, and went back to get it (after I had turned off all the lights). In the middle of the stairs I got this idea that when I got up I'd see the lights in the empty room besides the kitchen turn themselves on. Of course they didn't, and I even survived the trip back downstairs, but I did speed up a bit though, so can't say I was entirely unaffected by it.
Went to the toilet at night the other day, ehr.. night! Got the idea that when I looked into the mirror I'd see something horrifying behind me or on the other side or something. Of course, the mirror worked pretty much like it has done since the dawn of time, I was still a bit reluctant to look at it though.
I'm well aware these things sound stupid, wimpy and girly and all that jazz, so any insults better be damn creative or I'll go get my axe. In my mind though, they're the next best thing to 'real'. I mean, if I did see something in the mirror, or if something turned on lights inside a closed room, then I'd be bloody horrified, but having your imagination run wild like this can get fairly crappy at times.
I do remember that this was worse when I was younger though, I'd turn my face towards the wall and not turn around to face the room. I guess I knew there was nothing there, but hey, my imagination was having a field-trip!
I've pretty much quit watching horror movies, because they have a tendency to fuel the fire. Some things have a habit of just getting stored in the back of my head and come back to haunt me at the worst possible moments, and then usually with my brain joining in and giving it a personal twist.
Good news? I've become somewhat desensitized to these things now. The things I can conjure up in my imagination to scare myself can be fairly effective, but I force myself to discard them.
I should really uh.. get some sleep!