Phobia Synonym Novels & Stories

"That's fine. I will build it." Suddenly, I wanted to tell him everything about myself. Every single event, my childhood, my dreams, my plans, and my goals. Frowning, I bit my lip and quickly changed the conversation. "I like the color, White. I have trypanophobia which is fear of needles or injections, and ophidiophobia, a fear of snakes-" "Snakes? I think you are not afraid of my snake for sure." He added in between. If I was drinking water, I would have coughed it.

I asked. She turned her head slightly toward me. "You first." "You," I answered. "Not making it out together." She was quiet for a moment. Then she said, "Same." She talked after a while. Her grandmother again. She gave an in-depth analysis of what it means to fail, to lose, and to die, and why these three incidents create phobias in the minds of people. She described it with the ease of someone who loved the memory completely, and I listened to her voice, and the room felt smaller in a way that was not uncomfortable.

"No, he's just my co-worker at the hospital. Forget about that problem. Just go on with your story." "OK. So, I have a phobia... Don't cut me off!” He warned me fiercely. I immediately pursed my lips again, then gave him a code to continue his story. “This phobia I have is a bit unique and unnatural. I have caligynephobia. I'm sure you already know what caligynephobia is because you're a psychiatrist. Well, now you are free to comment. I won't stop you if you want to laugh or make fun of me. But, there is one thing you need to know, that you must still marry me.”

Especially for Tom, if it wasn't for the code of ethics as a police officer, he would have beaten the fat man to death. "So, Mr. Gordon, do you want to confess something?" "I don't want to admit anything," he said, smiling sarcastically. 'crack' "Really? You don't want to admit something, huh?!" Tom pounded the table. Make Mr. Gordon was a little scared. Imagining the man who has a burly body beats him who is fat and looks like a pufferfish. Certainly not an equal opponent. Seeing his friend who couldn't control his emotions, Alex tried to calm down.

Kaya's Pov Torment Actual affliction or inconvenience brought about by ailment or injury. This was the sort of thing I have felt for a really long time and I have gotten accustomed to it. Luta, Jeremy, Danni, Janis and Talia made this possible. Fear An unsavory inclination brought about by the conviction that a person or thing is hazardous, prone to cause pain, or a threat. People fear things or situations that make them feel unsafe or unsure.

"Adriano needs me too. I need to be here for him. It's my fault that he is in this state, so I suggest that you allow me to take full responsibility for my mistakes. And besides, you said that Kaya is in safe hands." "It's not your fault. None of it. You didn't know about it." He said as he scratched his head. "What didn't I know about? Ivor say something, please." "He has Nyctophobia." "What is that? What is Nyctophobia?" "Nyctophobia is an extreme fear of the dark. The name comes from the Greek word for night. Children and adults with nyctophobia may fear being alone in the dark. They may have anxiety in dark places, and they may have panic attacks when sleeping in a darkened room."

Sofiya stood still and turned her head towards Jack and said “Why is that? What is the problem with the noise? Are you all suffering from Ligyrophobia?” “What is that?” asked Jack in confusion. “It's a kind of disease in which people fear noise,” replied Sofiya, walking ahead. Jack rolled his eyes in anger. He walked ahead and stood in front of her. “You human, we are not like you people who suffer from ligo or ligro or…” “Ligyrophobia…” Sofiya interrupted.

I shiver with fright and I feel her pain crawling into underneath my skin and bones. As my assistant works on the details, a familiar dread begins to creep in. It’s a feeling I’ve known for as long as I can remember, a deep, primal fear that has haunted me since childhood; thalassophobia. The fear of deep water. My mother used to tell me that my father had the same fear, that it was something ingrained in me from birth. It’s not just the vastness of the ocean that terrifies me; it’s the unknown lurking beneath the surface, the endless depths that seem to go on forever.

I know he wants to ask or maybe he’s already figured it out, I mean, it’s no big deal, fainting after seeing blood anyone can put two and two together. “Hemophobia,” I said, my head tilting slightly towards his. The difference in our hair colors made me smile. “I have hemophobia, it-it’s weird, right? I mean, it’s not really that weird, it’s more stupid than it is weird but yeah it happens, and I’m scared of blood. I find it very creepy and disgusting and irritating.” I ramble, my head touching his.

Putting both of my hands inside my pocket, I said, “It’s a medical term which the condition of a person has no cure and expected to die prematurely. Phobia isn’t life-limiting, so people with phobias usually don’t seek help about it.” “Ah. I assume, Caius doesn’t want it as well.” “Sure thing. It would be even harder for him if he expose himself to that thing, I guess,” I replied as I heaved a sigh. “I wonder what’s... the rarest... phobia,” he whispered. “It’s Allodoxaphobia,” I said. “It’s an extremely rare phobia which define the fear of opinions.” “Whoa. You know it?” I just shrugged my shoulder and said, “Reading a lot really helps. Try it.”