What Bad Childhood Experience's, Still Trouble you Today!!!!

Mine are Alsatian dogs, I was biten twice by them as a child (for no reason, just walking to school, minding my own business), and if I see one now, my stomach churns, and I get quite scared, it can be 100's of metres away, but I hate them.

Iranians.  My Mum had a friend named Bijan who used to pinch my cheeks really, really hard.  I think he knew I was going to be American one day.

i was abducted by gheys driving Japanese cars.

Chewing gum - older sisters would chase me down and stick their chewed gum to my face...still don't like to chew it or see others chewing it....

Mine was just being shy in general. I tended to get picked on at times (even though I was a stud in sports and quite handsome ). I came out of my shell after High School when I went to college. But at times I still have a little bit of a phobia when it comes to meeting and mingling new people in a group.

OK, check this one out.......... monkeys.


As a child our neighbor owned a pet store and would many times bring home animals he did not sell, or that his wife really liked.  The two little spider monkeys were a hoot but the gray monkey scared the bejeebus outta me.  Given my neighbor was its owner and that monkey almost bit his hand completely off - I was one scared 10 year old of that creepy thing.

They would have him in the back yard on a leash, which was amusing to all my friends the first couple times they noticed.  However, one over-throw with a nerf football or too high a kick on the soccer ball and it was over the fence and within the monkeys realm.  We had it worked out though - one to distract the monkey while another went in for the ball (monkeys is fast btw).  Worked rather well for us, until........ one day the monkey just grabbed the nerf football, gave it a sniff, and started eating it.

I have no idea what nerf tastes like but its gotta be nasty - that monkey had almost half of it eaten before he gave up.  This added to my fright of that critter.

I actually had a few nightmares as a child about monkeys chasing me.

The memories of that monkey are very vivid to this day, but I cannot say monkeys trouble me nearly as much as they used to.

I'd have to say..... the 1980's in general...  what crazy times they were...

I got my first ulcer when I was 11 or 12, which means I had a doctor's finger fishing around my insides at a young age.  Attractive female doctor...Some people search for blow-up dolls; I search for sturdy hand-molds with long, slender fingers. 

Actually, I had my last ulcer at at 14 +/-.  I learned at a pretty young age how to superimpose a layer of humor over the world around me - pretty laid back now.

I lost a sister 20 years ago.  Ex-boyfriend - stalking before it was en vogue.  Was in the hospital room with her when she died.  Saw more of the inflicted damage than I wanted in that hospital room.  It does not trouble me today, though it probably took me 9-10 years to get back to my slightly twisted, "normal" self.  Tough decade.  I jumped at loud noises way too easily, had a tough time going to sleep so didn't sleep much.  Probably went from PTSD to clinical depression, revisiting the depression abyss too often. 

I realized that I was spending all of my waking hours focusing on the visuals of the past tense and the worries of the future tense (parole).  Since rediscovering the present tense, it's been all good.  The catharsis has lasted the last decade.  Had a parole review earlier in the year.  Didn't interfere with my life.