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May. 21st, 2009

red fairy



Wore heeled boots for the first time since I gave birth. The heel is like, one inch. I stepped slightly awry while wearing the baby in an Ergo carrier -- so, baby on my front. Of course, my foot righted itself immediately and I was fine, but my first thought was: My ankle will snap and I'll fall forward and I'll crush the baby to death!

Because that's sooooooooo likely.



(no subject)

So, swine flu!

It's "broken out" in my city, and at the school at the end of my street.

My first and most ridiculous thought "Oh fuck. I live on that street, and work at a local medical practice. If anyone is gonna end up hospitalised/dead with this bug, it's fucking me. After all, it's the secondary infections that do it, and I always get bronchitis at this time of year! OH GODS!."


I'm five-by-five now. Took me all of ten seconds to calm down.

Anyone else been having silly thoughts re: piggy flu?

May. 13th, 2009

red fairy


It all started when...

I suppose I should post the stuff that started this whole comm, although it's even cooler that someone we don't know posted before I got around to it.

I was at a friend's place. It was afternoon, various people were outside grilling things on the barbecue. I went inside to wash my baby's dummy (pacifier) which had fallen on the ground. Now for the next bit, you need to understand, I didn't even have my baby in my arms -- my partner was looking after her.

I went to the sink and turned on the warm water to wash the dummy. I noticed that someone at the party had broken a wine glass and it was sitting on the window sill. I instantly thought "Oh no! I have to be really careful now or broken glass will get onto the dummy and then I'll put it in my baby's mouth without noticing and it will cut her or she'll swallow it and it will slice up her insides!"

From calm to catastrophe in about two seconds flat.

I have had many of these recently, but this is the one that started this comm... and now I have somewhere to post my little irrational freakouts and share them with all of you. Thank you.

May. 11th, 2009


wolves, bears and creatures from the underworld

Hi! As this is a new community, I am, in fact, a new member.
I would like to begin my membership with fear that I have had while walking to the bus stop each morning:

I have to walk through a path in the woods (which is fairly dark in the mornings in late fall, winter, and early spring) and I am often afraid I will either be attacked by wolves, bears, or creatures from the underworld. After expressing these anxieties to my friends, they voiced that I was being unreasonable and should be more afraid of escape convicts. I think that they were being unreasonable, because why would escape convicts hide out in a wood that might be infested with wolves, bears and creatures from the underworld?

Apr. 30th, 2009

eye beams


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Hi, and welcome to o_dont_be_silly  !
This community was created to allow catastrophisers to express themselves clearly and openly in the company of their peers.
What is a catastrophiser?
A person who are either prone to viewing benign scenarios as being catastrophic, or constantly worrying about situations becoming catastrophic when in actuality the risk of such a crisis is minimal.
Or possibly both, if that's what gets you going.
Here we can voice our mad concerns, no matter how paranoid, with the hope that others will have a good natured chuckle, tell us not to be silly, and explain how it's going to be OK.
What are the guidelines?
1. Please only bring silly or highly unlikely potential catastrophes to the table. This isn't the place to spill your guts about an actual, undeniable catastrophe.
For example:
"Help! I can't stop worrying that the next time Haley's Comet comes past, we are all gonna die!"
or "I had a dream about getting stabbed, and now I'm afraid of leaving the house" is a reasonably silly catastrophe for this group.
"My mother was just shot dead in front of me"
or "Oh god. I've just been assaulted on the way home from work and lost all trust of humanity" is not. Post about that on your own journal, or perhaps a an lj group designed to support survivors of violent assault.
2. All responses need to be supportive, light hearted, and be with the goal of telling someone it's all going to be ok and that they are, in fact, being silly.
Saying, in equally catastrophic terms, how much you worry about that too. Sometimes it's good to know you are not alone about worrying about the sky falling!
Don't get me wrong, I do like the idea, but I am a little worried this might get unhealthy.
What starts as good natured banter may grow as more participants add fuel to the fires of anxiety and speculation. It's not like the media is helping, with all this talk of swine flu and global recession.

We will find ourselves making locked posts, hiding the group from big brother, and trading advice on how best to avoid being struck by lightening during clear days. The fear grows, as the facts pile on.

Eventually, we will find ourselves retreating from this lethal, terrifying society, creating a literal safe haven in the breast of mother earth.
There, we will hole ourselves up in self sufficient, radiation proof bunkers, taking special care to avoid out poisons or anything with sharp corners. All communications are electronically vetted for potentially harmful information, our food is delivered through tubes, and all support systems have at least ten levels of redundancy.
After a while of course, we might suspicious with each other, and start to wonder 'Ye gods! Have I gone mad? Look at these loons? They are fucking *batshit*!'
'I better get my own cell, just in case one of them turns on me'