Are You Afraid Of Anything??? (page 3)

minimus

Big Tex, what the heck happened to you in your childhood that would make you so afraid of Jack the Ripper?

My mothers evil eye. She could stop my brothers, sister and I dead in our tracks with one glance! (shiver) I think that look could frost over hell. She's 5' nuthin and can be sweet as pie but lordie lordie don't cross the woman

xenawarrior

Spiders. Oh, and any thread started by minimus.

XW

heathen

I am afraid of waking up in the orwellian nightmare of 1984.That and deemonz ,wahhhhhhhhhh

PurpleV

I am afraid of CLOWNS

http://www.ihateclowns.com/

rwagoner

I'm a big ol' SAP....and the thought of anything happening to my family...(wife/son)....is the worst.

R

joannadandy

The thought of Random Task naked.
Cygnus
Neablis's underwear
Snakes
Old people on motorized carts
Small children with sticky hands
Cows...I don't trust them...those boogey eyes! GAH!

Shakita

Serious reply here.

I am afraid that my children will not be able to live in a world free from terrorism.

With all the bad news in the world lately, I seem to find myself waiting for "the other shoe to drop." Sorry to be such a downer. But... you asked the question.

Mrs. Shakita

Big Tex

Minimus

Well I don't have two witnesses, so I guess what I have to say doesn't count.

Actually my father was a Freemason (not that there's anything wrong with that). From what I was able to piece together later, evidently he and some others in the Lodge got involved in a full throttle lifestyle that involved wife-swapping, drugs and group sex, among other things. It was in this period (I was between 3 and 5 years old) that most of my abuse took place. One of my earliest memories is of waking up on a Saturday morning, going downstairs to get some cereal. I was too small to lift the milk jug, so I just took the box and went into the living room to watch cartoons. I had to step over the sleeping naked bodies scattered around the house from the previous night's sexcapades to navigate toward the TV. I'm not sure how many abusers I had, but I know of at least 4 and it's probably higher than that. But then things got weird.

The only event I've been able to confirm was that at age 4, I witnessed a Masonic ritual whereby the initiate had his throat "cut". (Later I learned that it was a light cut and part of a Masonic initiation rite; it's largely ceremonial but the person must swear to keep the secrets of the Freemasons on pain of death and in this case it was acted out.) Naturally being so little, I didn't know it was ceremonial so I screamed and ran. My father chased me and brought me back to the room where the "body" was laying. He put me up to close to the face and told me to stare it. Suddenly the man's eyes opened and he screamed at me. After everyone quit laughing, the Master Mason took the knife (I remember it being small, curved and delicate with a little blood still on the tip) and held it within inches of my face. He said to me, "If you ever tell anyone about this, I'll kill you."

After I was grown, and got into therapy, I began having flashes of other events, such as seeing an animal eviscerated, people chanting and dancing before a bonfire and other even more bizarre things. Are these legitimate, reliable memories? Was I given drugs,and could that have influenced what I saw? To this day, I don't know. Ultimately I suppose it doesn't matter. I mean I know basically what happened; it's just the details that are unclear. When I was in therapy I investigated my past to the best of my ability. I talked to anyone I could and I was able to confirm quite a lot (for example, I found out my family was "run out of town"; of course the question becomes 'why were they run out of town?' but I've never found that out).

Anyway, after having these blips and talking about them in therapy, the Jack the Ripper nightmares stopped. Sorry I got so verbose; I didn't mean to. But I thought since you asked, you might need to know where the symbolism of Jack the Ripper came from. I think that because I saw so much blood, and God only knows what else, that I later equated the Ripper to that early primal fear and Jack the Ripper became the embodiment of the violent aspect of my abuse.

Peace

Chris

blondie

Purple V,

I am afraid of CLOWNS

Considering John Wayne Gacy, that is a healthy fear.

Blondie

I have a healthy respect for snakes and heights. After growing up in an abusive home, I have already faced and conquered the most horrendous fears I will ever face. I've learned not to let fear paralyze me.

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