Quote From: alleygWhen I get up at night, which happens pretty often between the kids and my bladder, part of me is absolutly convinced that there are Zombies hiding in all the dark corners.
Now, I could turn on the lights, but then the zombies would know that I know that they are there. These zombies only attack if you notice them.
So, I have to go about my 'business' in the dark, absolutly convinced that a zombie is there, just out of sight.
I know this is absolutly delusional, but I also absolutly believe it.
Weird, huh?
Okay, I can laugh at this because I think the 'zombie' thing is silly, but deep down I have the same irrational fear. For me, it's the vague 'thing' that wants to hurt me. I blame it on reading too much Stephen King at a young age, but it's really not his fault. I have this crazy 'If you think about it too much it'll get you' mentality, and it truely freaks me out sometimes. For example, when I'm blow-drying my hair, I'm constantly (a) looking in the mirror (for the ghosts behind me that I can ONLY see in the mirror), (b) checking the bathroom door for the evil comiong to get me, (c) eyeballing the sink drain for the 'finger from hell' and god forbid I've left the toilet seat up. Let's not even talk about what's behind the shower door... thank goodness for the semi-see-thru plastic! When my heart begins to race, I tell myself that if I freak out, they will come. The bad things only get you if you let them, after all. I know this is completely irrational, yet it still gets my adrenaline flowing. And the strangest thing? My guy goes out of town EVERY SINGLE WEEKEND and *gasp* I have absolutely NO PROBLEM going to sleep in my dark (and spooky) bedroom when he's gone! I can totally sympathize with your 'rationale' that if you turn on the lights the zombies will be visible and therefore able to attack. And all I've got to say is... what's WRONG with us? :)
-Sympathetic and there with ya!
