Just Another Caterpillar Dream
October 9th 2008 21:00
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Why do I often dream about my phobias? My two major phobias are losing my teeth and caterpillars. This week has been a really big one as far as dreams about my phobias are concerned.
On Tuesday I dreamt one of my fillings fell out. I kept licking at the space in my tooth and then my tooth fell out. Next thing I knew, all my teeth started falling out, one by one. I was dialling my dentist’s number when I woke up.
Then on Wednesday I dreamt about caterpillars. I was walking down the street when I saw two long, black, furry caterpillars on the ground. They were about twenty centimetres long.
Suddenly a guy appeared in front of me and the caterpillars. He put his foot in front of the caterpillars and let them crawl onto his shoe. He was telling me to touch them and I panicked. I called out, “Muuuuummmmm!” and woke up realising I had cried out in my sleep. I was so relieved to have woken up at that point.
Why couldn’t I dream about cats for a change?
My friend Olwen thinks I’m being silly. She thinks phobias are learned behaviour. She has offered to lend me her caterpillar book, The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle to help me get over my phobia. What she doesn’t understand that it’s one thing to look at a kid’s book which has paintings of caterpillars, it’s another to deal with live, hairy ones.
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Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
You're not the only one wigged out by caterpillers. They spit, and can be poisonous. I got over my fear of them by educating myself, finding out that brightly coloured ones are more likely to spit venom. BUT nothing gets you over a phobia like raising one, watching it form a cocoon and then turn into a butterfly. Gives you a real appreciation for their crawly stage.
Luckily they dont run too fast, otherwise I never would have got over it!
Comment by Queenie
Quirky Folk
Quirky Queenie
When she was little, my sister liked to stomp on them and watch their guts ooze out.