Tropophobia- Fear of moving or making changes.
This is what I do with my free time, I look up phobias. Don't judge yo.
As I was scrolling through the list there were many reactions; I was either amused, disturbed, or I related to them... Only this one related to me that wasn't a 'common sense fear', aka the fear of chainsaws.
Moving was a terrifying experience to me, a million thoughts went through my head.
Will they like me? What are they like? Is there going to be opportunities there? Will my old friends forget about me? Will I be able to keep my friendships? Will I be able to build friendships?
Moving is hard, no doubt about it, it transforms you. Now, planning on going away from where you grew up to permanently live somewhere you've never been before is terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
I always knew one of my friends would move...I never thought it would be me.
Even though the experience of moving to Minnesota was scary at first, I molded into it. Matter of fact, when my Dad said we were moving my heart sunk, of course, he didn't specify where. My first thought was: AGAIN?!
Change scares me, moving is not a walk in the park. Now, the mere sound of ripping tape makes me cringe, I despise it.
Like Adrian Monk would say...
"There's an old saying...Never change, ever."
"That's an old saying?"
"I've been saying it for years."
Boom.
I've always wanted to use that reference but no one would get it because Monk hasn't aired an episode since 2006...I think...
ANYWHOOZLE.
There is no doubt, I definitely have Tropophobia. I like adventures, yes, but as long as I can come back to my comforting home. I don't get homesick easily because I know it will always be there.
But what scares me is when it's gone.
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