Okay. I was going to put this under phobias but I plan to go off on a tangent about Canadians and their manners too.
I rely on my computer to keep my mind as far away from my thoughts as possible. I know I need to go to therapy to try to work through some of those things but my psychiatrist keeps dropping the ball on that one. Anyway, point being I rely on my computer to keep me, well "here" to be honest.
I left my apartment today which was alright, I actually didn't have much anxiety (I am so not going to that park for a long time...sorry different story). I went to my usual convenience store so it's easy to sit in my car and wait for less people etc. Anyway, it was all, dare I say good?! lol
I came home and did some stuff and then came into my room where my PC is.
Get on line, out of the corner of my eye I see something fly by. Now I have lived here for a few years and only had a fly in here once. Normally, anywhere else I would have assumed it was a moth and high tailed it out of there. I thought maybe my eyes were playing tricks
that's what I'll say for now. Then I saw it again. I was thinking it was another fly so I got up and looked around and then there it was...a MOTH. Oh good lord kill me now. lol :hide: I have a severe phobia of moths, I believe they call it Mottophobia or something similar to that.
I won't go into all the details of how completely irrational and scared I become but needless to say I broke my alarm clock (again) and in my panic to get out of my bedroom once I realized what it was, I knocked over a shelf.
I use to get people to kill them for me. Since living alone and not around anyone I have had to attempt to kill them myself(in my old apartment). I even got my neighbour who I didn't know to come in and get one, one time. That was not a good idea because then afterward the guy harassed me about dating him (lol again, another story). Lesson learned.
I have been attempting to get this thing for awhile now. I have pulled my computer (desks on wheels) over to my bedroom door as far as it will go and I have my eye on the exact spot where it's hiding. I tried to swat it once but it flew at me and that had me on the ground. lol It's really quite the production. I can laugh about it but at the time it's not funny. Most of my friends use to kill them for me but there were the odd few who thought it was funny to catch them and throw them in my face. There's an idiot in every crowd I suppose, I just always assumed it was me!
I can't move now either, because if I do then I will think that it moved and I missed it. You know how those Moths are so stealth like. If I don't find it, even by turning on the light tonight (I usually leave my lights off, oy vey) then I will be sleeping on the couch.
I would like to leave my bedroom, but as I said my only source of sanity is here so here I sit. My computer, my moth and I. Sounds like the title to a horror movie...
I am actually feeling quite perky today. lol Which is fine with me as long as I stay where I am and not where I think I'm going.
This is really long already so I won't go into my other tangent. I will just say and this is my opinion, that Canadians use to be polite people. Now either I just happen to run into these types of people (which also would not shock me) or clearly a lot of us just don't care anymore. I am overly polite and apologetic, annoyingly so according to my "friends".
Do you think Canadians are losing their manners?
I rely on my computer to keep my mind as far away from my thoughts as possible. I know I need to go to therapy to try to work through some of those things but my psychiatrist keeps dropping the ball on that one. Anyway, point being I rely on my computer to keep me, well "here" to be honest.
I left my apartment today which was alright, I actually didn't have much anxiety (I am so not going to that park for a long time...sorry different story). I went to my usual convenience store so it's easy to sit in my car and wait for less people etc. Anyway, it was all, dare I say good?! lol
I came home and did some stuff and then came into my room where my PC is.
I won't go into all the details of how completely irrational and scared I become but needless to say I broke my alarm clock (again) and in my panic to get out of my bedroom once I realized what it was, I knocked over a shelf.
I use to get people to kill them for me. Since living alone and not around anyone I have had to attempt to kill them myself(in my old apartment). I even got my neighbour who I didn't know to come in and get one, one time. That was not a good idea because then afterward the guy harassed me about dating him (lol again, another story). Lesson learned.
I have been attempting to get this thing for awhile now. I have pulled my computer (desks on wheels) over to my bedroom door as far as it will go and I have my eye on the exact spot where it's hiding. I tried to swat it once but it flew at me and that had me on the ground. lol It's really quite the production. I can laugh about it but at the time it's not funny. Most of my friends use to kill them for me but there were the odd few who thought it was funny to catch them and throw them in my face. There's an idiot in every crowd I suppose, I just always assumed it was me!
I can't move now either, because if I do then I will think that it moved and I missed it. You know how those Moths are so stealth like. If I don't find it, even by turning on the light tonight (I usually leave my lights off, oy vey) then I will be sleeping on the couch.
I would like to leave my bedroom, but as I said my only source of sanity is here so here I sit. My computer, my moth and I. Sounds like the title to a horror movie...
I am actually feeling quite perky today. lol Which is fine with me as long as I stay where I am and not where I think I'm going.
This is really long already so I won't go into my other tangent. I will just say and this is my opinion, that Canadians use to be polite people. Now either I just happen to run into these types of people (which also would not shock me) or clearly a lot of us just don't care anymore. I am overly polite and apologetic, annoyingly so according to my "friends".
Do you think Canadians are losing their manners?