#Phonophobia

[she-ca-si]

Einfach weils so schön lustig ist

[gender-darling]

(⠀🎀⠀) : ❝ Phobia flags (Part 6) ❞

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— ❝ Phonophobia(link), sexophobia(link), and trypanophobia(link) flags ❞

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phonophobia flag

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔈𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔑𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔗𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 - 𝔎𝔫𝔢𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔢𝔭 ℑ𝔫 𝔖𝔥𝔦𝔱

[1razzle-dazzl3]

Day 14 of Dogcember

Chart by @toyplushcrazy

[die-3-fragezeichen]

„Aber das, das hören die Amerikaner ab und dann hören Amerikaner in Japan, Japaner in Amerika, Japaner in Amerika, Amerikaner in Japan abhören wie Amerikaner in Japan, Japaner in Amerika abhören.“

-Peter Shaw in phonophobia

[boom-fanfic-a-latta]

So, any Niko stuff you want to gush about?

I'M SENDINIG HIM TO THE MIKU DIMENSION

[sorrowfulrosebud]

I’m coming to the serious conclusion that I’m a phonophobe. I cannot STAND mouth noises, I cringe so hard and feel like punching them. I have so many content creators block bc their mouth is so wet when they speak. Sniffly noses, wet coughing, etc all makes me want to scream and cry

[globophobicligyrophobiccontent]

I'm not ready for my birthday

Since I started doing exposure therapy, and learning how much balloons can take, and how far can I go(Not a lot but enough for a globophobic), I wanted to have balloons at my birthday, not a lot, just some symbolic ones laying here and there.

I never had latex balloons at my birthdays, they're a little of a taboo topic for me in public and specially around my family, so I'm making my birthday a little private this year, and at a friend's house so my family doesn't know this and starts thinking I'm already over my phobia, wich I'm obviously not. I just wanna feel like a normal birthday for once, and I don't know if I'll have this chance in a while, so I'm doing it.

But lately, my brain is playing tricks on me and I'm started to doubt about this. I trust my friends and they won't do anything to scare me, that's a fact, but still, I can't control my overthinking.

Me and my 2 best friends are decorating, I'm in charge of the balloons so I know they won't be big, but what if they insist in helping? I'm not ready for people I know handling balloons.

And with that comes point 2, my boyfriend and friends touching the balloons, just imagining it makes me shiver so much.

Since this is part of my exposure therapy, I can touch them without fear, but I'm not comfortable with other people in general handling balloons, and I know my friends won't pop them, I'll still have them, I know I'm safe, but the feeling of watching friends, partners, or people you trust in general with balloons still icks me the wrong way, the fact that they can normally play or touch balloons makes me feel a little betrayed, it's a feeling hard to explain. I won't stop them unless they're trying to pop them because there's no danger.

So that's it, I just wanted to rant about this since it's almost just two weeks away from my birthday and time flies.

[swordsonnet-bardofwar]

Day 60: There is a thunderstorm outside.

The sky is flashing so much, it needs a seizure warning and the thunder sounds like cannonballs.

I am afraid of dying. Our neighbors have a huge tree in their yard and in a strong storm it could break off and crush our roof.

I don't want to be crushed to death.

It's hailing outside too. Big ice balls, not yet big enough to Crack the windows but still making lots of noise.

We pulled all possible plugs. TV, Computer, Radios, even the coffee machine. They might get destroyed if lightning strikes.

I hate the noise that thunder makes. Thunderstorms, especially heat storms make me think of suffocating, burning and pressure.

Sometimes I just want to hide in a small nook with no bad noise or feeling.

I hear the wooden supports of our house making noise, it's horrible. I want to leave but outside is dangerous.

I don't know what to do.

I hate thunderstorms.

[peiskospisces]

Me on 4th of July :')

Kotatsu

Just a reminder for all of you UK folk that I’ll be at Hyper Japan Christmas Market in London next weekend from Friday 24th to Sunday 26th at table X-16 with all of my Inktober prints, hopefully a bunch of Mahō and other goods!

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[friedaaaaaaargh]

Another phobia ramble

I’m typing this for one day in the near of distant future some person experiencing similar issues will see this (as I get increasingly terrified by even the thought of an alarm, the English gets more illegible).

I have igniterroremophobia (ligyrophobia/phonophobia) which basically for me is a completely bizarre fear of alarms (mainly fire alarms).

As I’ve moved to an environment where the need to have millions of alarms for various health and safety reasons (this is the UK of course) is required, I’ve noticed this fear has escalated massively. It’s been on my mind a lot this week after an incident on Tuesday where now my entire workplace knows I was outside shaking like a leaf on a bench for an hour to avoid a fire test at a conference (I walked out of someone’s talk which was very rude of me, but good job I did as they tested the alarm early). I’ve spent the week ashamed and hiding from people as I’m aware of how ridiculous I must look, and also know that my lab group probably want to know why they tell me I need to help them with an alarm-triggering procedure and suddenly I’m nowhere to be found.

I’m not sure when my fear started exactly, but it did. Initially, I used to spend the entire end of the school year dreading class allocations as I didn’t want to be in the classroom that had an alarm in it. At the beginning of school year was fire drill season and they’d tell us at the beginning of a certain week we’d be having one and I could never focus. In sixth form I had to be excused from a lesson as i overheard a teacher talking about a fire drill that afternoon and was so embarrassed and my teacher suggested exposure therapy.

I barely slept for a year at uni because I was so terrified of being woken by the fire alarm (not a nice experience I’ll tell you) making me exhausted. I used to be terrified to take showers, to walk around without headphones (still the case) and have the toilet with a fire alarm in the room (trust me I do seem to always be on the toilet when an alarm goes off.) I thought during lockdown it got better, afterwards I went back to uni and deliberately chose my desk to be under the fire alarm as an act of defiance to myself but it wasn’t to be.

Currently, I can’t work with liquid nitrogen, I do not work with cryo-EM either for fear of the alarms going off. Everytime they do engineering work I get stressed. I hate level crossings, I hate my smoke alarm but I’m coming to peace slowly with that one. I currently can’t work in my office on Monday afternoons as they test the fire alarm at SOME point (depends when they feel like it) that day, but sometimes they just move it to Tuesday for the lols. I can’t visit the school of medicine on a Wednesday morning, biology on a Thursday morning or lecture on a Thursday morning. I know exposure therapy will help but the alarms are loud and everywhere and I can’t find a place to slowly expose myself. I missed my first year PhD taught lectures due to them always being when the fire alarm went off, in the end I had to confess my fear before I got a bad reputation and they moved the lectures! But the other students started complaining how ridiculous it was .

When I travel for conferences I stay up all night because I’m terrified I’ll have to evacuate. I moved out of my flat after one month because the students above kept setting off the fire alarm. I refuse to live in high rise tower blocks so live miles away from my workplace so the only person I know whose gonna be setting off any alarms is me.

For me, the worst part of my fear is the fear of it suddenly happening, or knowing it’s going to happen at some point that day but not exactly when. If and when it happens, I feel sick for the rest of the day. If alone when it happens there’ll be crying and screaming.

On Tuesday I was scheduled to present at a conference and I’ve got a reputation as quite a good speaker. Last year I had an awful time at the conference as I was really unwell and nearly didn’t go this year cos of memories but thought I’d suck it up and deal with it. When we turned up, they announced we were expecting a fire alarm in the afternoon. I was in the middle of the room completely unable to get out. There was no guarantee it’d go off at said time, I was terrified. My speech was a mess, I sat quietly during lunch and excused myself in the afternoon by leaving the talks to lots of stares. I sat by the river crying for an hour and was so angry at myself. I’d told a friend where I was and she later coaxed me back in saying the alarm was finished. It was not, but she wanted to make sure I was in the room for the next session. As I was walking to the building it went off again. I walked into the next session and the organiser looks at me and warned me they were probably not finished testing (in front of the whole room) I ran out crying whoops and was also embarrassed and saw the friend outside who had lured me back in (and was now tryna stop me from bolting out the door home) who then angrily told me the alarm was actually quite nice (NICE?) but that she’d go and ask them to stop. I didn’t pay attention to the rest of the conference and I didn’t go to the after party, instead going home and laying in bed humiliated and angry. I haven’t spoken to anyone from the conference since out of pure shame.

I’m tryna work out how to help myself but the thought of exposure therapy makes me feel a tiny bit sick. This kinda just turned into me dumping all my thoughts from the week on as I’ve been very angry at my phobia and really want to stop it as to be fair it’s ruining my work performance. Also our annual fire drill is this month so he he he.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔈𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢 𝔑𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔗𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 - 𝔏𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔅𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫

[what-is-this-about]

Hey you know those times when your brain decides to fuck with you a bit? Usually, you get an embarrassing/unpleasant memory stuck on a loop or something like that, right? Well, the other night my brain decided to go the extra mile 😑

It made me dream I was in a house, surrounded by people inflating beach-ball-sized party balloons that kept popping. I’m phonophobic.

I remember begging to this child, who had a completely blank and soulless stare (no one in the dream would even blink), not to come close to me whilst holding that (that being a balloon I just knew was gonna burst). He ignored me, and the balloon exploded.

I… I remember crying in the dream, and I wouldn’t be surprised if my asleep body had been crying too while that happened I:V