My biggest phobia. I think it's something to do with the fact that they don't have arms and legs, it bothers me, like a lot. I mean the bible portrays them as evil, along with Indian tales of creation, so I'm not the only one that is freaked out by them.
Overall, I'm pretty confident in saying that I don't get scared easily and when I say that, I don't just mean the dark, heights or meeting new people. I mean real life. A lot of people are unfortunately afraid of life. Moving to a new city, traveling, starting a new school, trying new food, learning a new skill and amplify this when doing it all alone. I am in no way one of these people, not that it's easy to do these things, but I'm not someone who is intimidated by these things. What's my point?
My point is that I can't stop dreaming about snakes- my fear. My fear representing something larger, which I am unsure of at the moment. I dream several times a week about snakes in my bed. At first I'd wake up with a flinch, realize it was a dream and turn over and go back to bed. They've gotten worse to where I wake up, throw my blankets off and turn into a ball in the corner of my bed until the dream has fully left me. Last night I actually found myself in the corner of my room standing up before reality set in, that there were in fact NO snakes in my bed.. I checked my bed anyway.
Why am I having these dreams? What exactly am I afraid of?
Where to go from here?
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