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Hi, my name is Kjan2497. I’m new to The Mighty and look forward to sharing my story. I suffer from severe arachnophobia and it’s taking a toll on me mentally.


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I woke up in the middle of the night, for whatever reason I don’t remember. I turned on the lights and out of the corner of my eye a dark movement scurried across my retina. My fight-or-flight response took over and unfortunately it was flight that was prompted. I jumped, heart out of my body. My body reacted based on my past trauma dealing with these monsters. I literally jumped and screamed. My body took over my mind. All rationale and logic went out the window.

These “monsters” I am so afraid of are spiders. All shapes and sizes. I’m not one to judge by size, but the fatter the scarier. This one I saw out of the corner of my eye was huge (at least to me). Now I was staring face-to-face with this monster. I tried to tell myself anything logical but I couldn’t control how I truly felt. I felt complete terror — like I was going to die. This was it. The spider would win and I would be a goner. Tears came out like a flood and breathing became impossible. My panic attack hit in waves. During a wave of more “bravery” I looked for things to throw at the monster. Bravery quickly went away as I found nothing helpful I could use as a weapon. Periods of crying and periods of thinking of what can I possible do to get out of this situation came in quick succession. I thought “I’m alone in this,” “no one can save me,” “I’m going to die here.” These thoughts, no matter how illogical, felt so real for me in that moment. When the monster began to move I would think: “it’s coming after me,” “no, no, it’s more afraid of me than I am of it” and “no, it’s totally after you!” I had to get out of there before the monster moved again.

I was ready for war. Like a 6-year-old trapped in a 26-year-old body, I grabbed my teddy bear because good old Teddy could help me defeat the monster. And Teddy did. I went back to my childhood self and felt safe with Teddy in my arms. I got my boots on and used my guitar case as a blockade. I ran through my fear to the other side of the door. Slammed the door behind me with it still in there. “Fine you win! Have my room!”  It could have my room. I could lose as long as I didn’t have to see it anymore.

Writing about this now I can still feel the “creepy crawliness” of my skin. I couldn’t go back in there. Who knows where the monster was now. I would never sleep again! And I truly believed that. That’s not an over exaggeration. I wanted to cry to my mommy and I felt like I was going to pee my pants. There’s nothing more terrifying than believing that your life is being threatened. And to conclude I am SCARED from spiders.


I feel like I have no one no one checks on me and not many care to understand my medical anxiety or my severe anxiety and ptsd. I’m isolated litera

Ally my family doesn’t come check on me or hang out. I have almost no friends and I’m sad and I’m just very lonely. Who can help me crying and really not sure how to cope all alone😢? #sad #lonely #PTSD #BipolarDisorder #BipolarDepression #Bipolar2Disorder #Bipolar1Disorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #CPTSD #Fibromyaliga #FibromyalgiaDiagnosis #PolycysticOvarySyndrome #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #BorderlineStigma #CheckInWithMe #Upallnight #Art #Photography #Arachnophobia #COVID19 #Love #Anxiety #lonelyandafraid #Prayer #god