Haha this is a good one but a hard one, eh? Like if no one knows it maybe there’s a good reason for it. But I thought it would be fun.
Hmmmm then again there’s probably a LOT of little things we have not bothered to tell anyone. Now if we can just remember them...
I wish my eyes changed colors with my mood. I used to throw worry dolls out the window in the hopes the worries would go away with them. I love to organize, like, anything. Nothing too exciting i know haha! Maybe someone else will have a juicy one 😂
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I hate messes to the point where I get angry if everything is not cleaned. And I don’t know if I want kids because of that. I like doing the cleaning on my own cause I can’t relax if it gets done by someone else since my minds keep telling me they’re not doing it right(only exception is my mother)
❤️ ❤️ ❤️ I hear ya! It’s hard as a mom to not have things how I want and it messes with me a lot but I’ve learned to compromise my wishes with their messiness and I make my spaces.
When we were little wee ones, I used to get in bed with my brother whenever I had a nightmare. Even though we slept on opposite ends I always made sure that he was ahead and I had my body to the wall. My logic was the big bad monster would eat him up and his screams would give me enough time to run away...lol
I remember similar scary beliefs and it’s interesting how I never asked for help... I just tried to stay as still as possible so the creepers might pass me by.
If I'm being honest, sometimes I'm still afraid of the dark, even as an adult. I literally couldn't sleep by myself until well into adulthood. So I guess that's my thing. I dont know if nobody knows about it, but it's definitely on the more vulnerable side. Do I feel embarrassed? I think I used to, but not anymore.
Ok thought of one. I cannot pull a loo brush out of its holder. In my flat in London one was left behind and it took me around 3 years to pluck up the courage to remove it once but never did it again.
This comes from as a kid my mother pulled one out and this huge hairy black spider ran out too. She hated spiders and screamed so I did too.
Well I wasnt afraid of them - grossed out for sure - but I'll have to reconsider. I'm absolutely TERRIFIED of spiders. I can handle VERY tiny ones, but most are horrible. I go into fight or flight, I get chills, goosebumps, hair stands on end. I wish there was some sort of treatment for the severe fear I feel, because I sware it feels painful...but I'm scared the treatment might involve purposely going near the darn things. Heck, even writing about it now is eeking me out.
There is treatment for it actually for phobias they gradually introduce the thing you are afraid of until you are used to it.
When I was in kindergarten I would open an insect book with spider pics in the book and scream. My teacher got mad and said to stop it. I said ok. I opened the book again and screamed. She would become furious but it was book time abd this was my book I couldn’t help it 😆
I do the same when I have a pair that's really uncomfortable, because sometimes the seams poke into my feet and I cant handle it. Glad I'm not the only one! 😊
I live in a town that won't let you pump your own. There was an incident many years ago at a gas station where someone got hurt.Guess I can't move too far away from here lol.
I know.... this is not common at all. I grew up in this town and worked here. I did spend time in a couple different places but my job was right up the street from a gas station. I've been able to skate by
LOL. I remember anytime I went to Oregon, feeling weird because it was the same there and I'm not used to it. I promise I'm not trying to out you if that's where your from, you just sparked a memory, that's all. 😄
My Dad was from Connecticut but also lived in Mass as well. He used to say the word orange like it was pronounced are-ange. It was so funny I still giggle when I think about it. I really miss him. He passed away in 2013 from cancer. Maybe if I can get to sleep I can see him in my dreams. It's been a while.
Well, I had to live with relatives when I was about a year old until I was 4, and they had three house dogs, all mixed breeds, and like ten hunting dogs they kept outside/in a garage. (Not condoning how these people took care of their dogs. Even as a small child, I thought it was fucked up to have so many dogs that they really only interacted with to go hunting. But I also saw the contrast in treatment from the inside dogs.)
Anyway, I bonded with the three indoor dogs, because these relatives didn't really watch after me. The dogs did. (My mom was terminally ill so she couldn't take care of me at the time and trusted her Aunt and Uncle.) I'd sleep in their bed, I'd follow them around on all fours, drink their water, but I always fixed myself some cereal because the dog food smelled gross. I would be there when the younger female dog would have pups. When I eventually moved back with my mom, (she was able to beat her colon cancer), I actually got to take one of the puppies years later.
I pictured myself to look like Gypsie, who was the size of a mini doberman, but had the typical pattern of a dalmatian. So slightly floppy ears, kinda like a pound puppy, I guess.
Thank you for sharing that story. I would have been just as upset with the dogs getting different treatment. The poor working dogs needed the love too.
You were a cute one, a pound puppy
I'm glad to hear your mom got better. You were so young you needed her
School. 😅 Kindergarten. I actually use to hiss at people, which, yes, dogs don't hiss, but I think I thought the hissing was scarier than my bark. Never bit a kid though. 😁
Hi everyone, I've been quiet for a while but am progressing and do read your comments, for those that wish and if I am suitable I would gladly write and chat/support if it helps. Re something no one else knows? apart from close family- during the fireman strikes in 70's/80's as a policeman I rescued five adults and children from a flat fire in London. Glad they do not know really but these are about the only things about me. Oh, and I like climbing trees (even now at 67). Take care all.
So, what you're saying is, your answer could have been three words... I'm a hero. Well, three words plus however many it takes to say you love climbing trees. I could count, but it's 4:30 am. 😁
Hi lewis1. I am retired from a police department in the U.S. for 26 years….I live in another state and I don’t mention this….they’d never guess by looking at this 63 yr old grandma!
when im eating something really tasty like cheese cake or baked stuff shrimp (2 of my fav foods) i keep it in my mouth as long as i can without swallowing just to keep the good taste in my mouth.
Sadly nothing juicy here. Just that I do sleep with my 61 year old Teddy Bear. Well, he doesn't Snore, Fidget, or get up um-teen times for the Toilet! 🐻
I have to constantly work on being happy for someone rather than jealous & wanting to see them fail if they have something I wish I had. My natural reaction is the immediate tinge of jealousy & I have to consciously change it.
Often if I rub my foot because it itches or something I have to balance it out by rubbing the other foot the same way. The same goes if I scratch my knee or hand, rub my forehead, something of that nature.
the I have a bad thing and I’ll say it...someone does know it but hardly anyone... when I was a teen growing up I hung out with a group of friends and somehow we got into stealing cars... yeah... crazy right... do you believe it? I am a good person I swear I just had a get into trouble phase!... um a lot of them ... 😞
I get clumsy when I'm anxious. I literally walked with a cup of coffee but instead of holding it upright I had it tilted so that coffee was dripping down my shirt. Real class. How do you explain yourself? It feels good to have hot liquid go down your shirt. Mm mm good
Ouch that’s rough... sorry that you go through it...there are many things that I just can’t explain to others like when I’m anxious and I meet someone it doesn’t click in I’m off somewhere else so I could meet you like five times and still not know who you are if you happen to keep catching me at very anxious moments ugh 🤦♀️
Such an interesting question. There are so many things about me no one knows. I don’t tell much because generally people don’t care. I lived in Italy for many years, and dated my boss… no one knew
Woah how interesting. I’ve got Italian in me. Wow no one knew you were dating your boss!? That’s sounds like fun.
When I was a kid I used to dream of having a big sister who cared me. I wanted my teddy to come to life so I could have a friend and someone to hug me. I want to learn to play and sing guitar better so I can go perform because its a way I feel I can connect with people.
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