I actually like to challenge the things that make my skin prickle. Makes me feel like I'm in some semblance of control. When I found out as a young kid that I had a paralyzing fear of heights? I solved it by jumping out of a plane (it works, trust me).
Now, I'm not trying to convince all of you how tough I am. As a matter of fact, I should have actually begun this post by saying, "I don't have much in the way of rational fears".
Spiders, heights, water - those are BOR-RING. It's the irrational creepers that keep life spicy. What do I mean? Glad you asked.
My friend 'C' is reduced to jelly when she gets anywhere near a goose.
NOT THAT GOOSE!
One of my ex-girlfriends would lose-her-shit when, in traffic, I stopped under an overpass on the freeway. Because of possible earthquakes.
And the best one? My 'V'? Absolutely terrified of....Kevin Spacey. The toughest woman that I know is plum terrified of Hopper from A Bug's Life. Yup, back off fellas, she's all mine....
So what am I getting at? Well, for a guy who likes to attack his fears head on, and steam full ahead when in situations that some might balk at? There is one thing that reduces me to a puddle of goo:
Whew. Sorry about that little outburst. Didn't mean to offend you religious folk. But dammit, he still gets to me. I would like to introduce all of you to Pennywise. He is the immaculately evil clown from Stephen King's IT. Holy hell in a hallway, I hate this sonofabitch.
Last night, like the sometimes self-loathing individual that I can be, I popped the movie in (although the book is far more terrifying), and settled in to finally get over this fear. I mean, he's a fictitious demon circus performer. I can beat this! I am a responsible-ish, 33 year old man!
Yeah....no. Made it through 23 minutes and 17 seconds. And I literally checked under my bed before climbing into it. That's the bullshit thing about fear - there's nothing rational about it.
Damn you, Pennywise, you win again. This time.......