So I'm scared of statues. And mannequins. And dolls. And dead/stuffed animals. Especially the big bears sitting in the corner of someone's basement. And the fake bull head in Grandma Jones' basement. And sharp objects.So as if it weren't enough that I don't like statues and the like. It has recently come to my attention that I hate sharp objects. Can't watch people cut things. I am overly paranoid about cutting myself. When I see something sharp I actually envision it cutting something. Usually someone. It makes me sick to my stomach. I have always been pretty squeamish, so I'm guessing it stems from that. But if I am so squeamish, why does my brain voluntarily suggest these gory scenarios that I do not want to think about?
And no, the movie mannequin did not scare me. But maybe was a little creepy. And did you know that the 80's version was a remake. I would post the original movie poster here if I could figure out how to control that. (Nina...help me....they just keep going to the top.) And I'm assuming that it is a little known fact that when you google images of mannequins, you get a surprising number of photos of Justin Timberlake.
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So I guess this means you are not going to become a surgeon, a butcher, a sculptor (hey, sharp things AND scary statues) or a professional swordfighter.
The seeing strange gory things happen in your imagination when you see sharp things is evidence 1) you fear being cut 2)you have a great imagination
I also just realized that when I am at the top of a flight of stairs, I imagine falling down them. Always.
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