Postby Worshipn4ever » April 23rd, 2008, 5:38 am
tight spaces and not being able to see out...jam packed elevators (several would laugh at me during youth conference on the elevators...my eyes where shut, up against the wall breathing deeply...) I'm ok if I can see out (I'm good in elevators where I see outside or the hotel...I'm good) and I'm ok if a lot of people are standing around me and I'm outside...b/c I can look up...
ok...but the one that I get everyone laughing at me over...
I absolutely HATE...HATE...HATE!!! having my blood pressure taken...(or people grabbing my arms...I've come swinging at people when they've grabbed my arm)...HATE it...dear sweat passion HATE it...
you can stab me all day long with needles...but don't take my blood pressure...you can't get an acurate (sp?) reading b/c I'm stressed out over it...I've hated it since I can remember...ugh...
HATE IT!!!
Love: when a small hand grabs your own, looks up at you and says "SAVE ME FROM THE MONSTER!", you pick them up (along with 2 dolls and a small panda) and they lay their head on your shoulder, then say, "I love you". All because you "saved" them.