The electrical thing has occurred to me, Lather. The cat-electrified door handle and kick plate. Ow. I think we've even talked about it before. Because every few months I get to the point where I am so fed up I start laying out the design in my head. It's definitely do-able.
But I think MJ would cry or yell or something.
The lily-liver.
I've a blankie over my legs and there's a cat-nail holding down either side, making a nice trap. Bed buffalos. Does anyone know what the phobia of being trapped is? Like claustrophobia, but different?
When stuff gets tangled, I panic. Right then. Almost anything. Hoses, electrical cords, springs, hair.... Whenever anything gets caught - like my foot, or my clothes, or almost anything I'm holding. And if I get wrapped up in something, almost anything, like any kind of netting or sheets or anything, why the heck am I admitting this, I start to panic, ASAP. Fairly irrationally, I would say.
Now what do they call that?
I didn't have claustrophobia as a kid, and I thought people who did were either silly or inferior, but I have discovered that as my brain has deteriorated, fears have appeared, automatically, mechanically, like falling into a Zone. I have it now. Boy. And acrophobia, and agoraphobia, and.....where's that list of phobias?
I also feel trapped in cars and elevators, and I recall hearing as a kid there are people who are afraid of elevators, and I thought, "Idiots! What dopes. Loosers." (I love that word now.)
I have to go now; it's approaching 12:05, a very bad minute. |
