I don’t trust my parents. sos.

A phobia is defined as an extreme irrational fear of something. Phobias are created when the mind associates events or object with something that priorly caused it fear. Once this scary event occurs, the mind then can be triggered by similar stimulus to create a similar response of flight. These fears are created through classical conditioning, observational learning, and acquisition of information. In classical condition the mind fears things based on an initial event and anything associated with that event. In observational learning someone may develop a phobia based on others reactions to the stimulus. Acquisition of information creates the fear based on what the individual has learned.

I have a deadly fear of all things blood, bones, and medical in general. Therefore I have never gotten my blood drawn, and will die before I have surgery. When I was a child I was pushed down the stairs by my sister and therefore I had to get an X-ray because I broke my collarbone. I don’t remember this but my mom says I screamed bloody murder the whole time, so therefore I hate hospitals. And blood, and bones, and doctors, and even a little bit the dentist. This now leads to why I don’t trust my parents.

About two years ago I was on the way to gym with my mom. When we started driving my mom got on the highway. Odd. The gym wasn’t that far that we needed the highway. Then my mom gives me a look that I assume is similar to what people give to their dogs on the way to the vet. 45 minutes later I was sitting in a chair about to be knocked out so some random guy with a degree could remove my wisdom teeth. When I woke up I felt four teeth lighter and very uncomfortable. Then I looked down and low and behold, there in my arm was an IV. As I faced my fear I am proud to say I instantly passed out and ended up having to have more fluid dripped into me through this god forsaken device. The reason my parents didn’t tell me about this procedure, and I fainted from a simple needle was because my fear is so intense that my brain literally could no longer process it.

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