Panic attack...yea, what fun.

[mapsedge]

For future reference: HSPs and corn mazes are a bad combination.

This is especially true when the corn maze is filled with patron-created false paths and many of the legitimate paths are made impassable by standing water and ankle-deep mud, to sum up: when the map you're given no longer accurately represents the maze you're in. All I wanted was OUT. I grabbed my son - who'd been screaming and crying in "I want to play in the mud" frustration for almost an hour straight - and made for the exit...or, tried, anyway. Fucking maze. By the time I found a path out - which I found only by listening for the sound of the crowd in the entrance area - anyone who'd stepped in my path would have been injured.

That took...let's see...two hours to recover from.

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[ladyniniane.livejournal.com]

I won't do haunted houses or corn (or any other) mazes either, for similar reasons. In my case, some of it is from simply being shorter than most of the people I am with - I spend much of my life surrounded by taller things, trying (usually in vain) to see out.

Somewhere along the line, I added a fear of heights, but I know where that one came from; I used to enjoy roller coasters until I developed sinus problems and had some problems with my ears and equilibrium. The last roller coaster ride was not a pleasant one - at all.

[billthetailor.livejournal.com]

Haunted houses don't affect me this way, because there is a PATH...a beginning, middle and an end. They are maze-like insofar as there are many turns, but they are pretty straightfoward.

[hdsqrl.livejournal.com]

Oh, eek. That's the stuff nightmares are made of. :(

[billthetailor.livejournal.com]

...and thank GOD it was DAYLIGHT. I don't get scared of the boogieman, I get scared of ME. Trapped like that, the inhibitions start to drop, one by one, until whatever rational part of me that's left starts to fear the rest of me's gonna hurt somebody.

Jami, btw, was never in any danger of that.

I'm sure it's a perfectly good maze for the first couple of weeks, and might be willing to try it again...but I'm taking a machete.

[apocalypticbob.livejournal.com]

*refrains from Children Of The Corn jokes and hugs you instead*

I used to have panic attacks in Walmart if seperated from my family...nothing sadder than a 23 year old girl huddled on the bottom shelf in the stationary section crying until someone comes along and pages her Mom for her.

Yeah.

[aerie13.livejournal.com]

LOL.

I still feel that way sometimes.

[thebruce.livejournal.com]

Wash your brain out with this:

I spent 6 hours this weekend with Daithi Sproule.

You play DADGAD as well as he does.

I am inspired now.

Kudos, my dear friend. Kudos.

[billthetailor.livejournal.com]

Uh...damn. Thank you. (now to go find as much Altan as I can...)

[thebruce.livejournal.com]

It's the fingerpicking of Irish songs. Ye gods, and when he sings in Irish, there's no amount of steeling in your soul, nor preparation of your mind that can keep the tears from coming.

I honestly heard your playing when I was listening to him. Was wishing you coulda been there.