#phobia

Lately I've been thinking about what I've learned in the past 20 some odd years with regards to the defeat of the terrible phobia I once suffered. I meticulously documented my struggle in imagery and writing back then (including having a journal here at OD), and I even kept track of and made copi...

Several years ago, it was late in the month of May, and while the air was still chilly, the bright sun shone warm upon my skin that afternoon. For some perplexing reason, I found myself standing on the roof of a building; it was something like a large shed with a flat roof. This location…

Then came a day when it all changed. I was in my mid-20's when another friend of my mom's invited the two of us to join her and her family at a local amusement park. The company she worked for at the time had their company picnic there, and she could bring several guests. I…

As we were traveling home there was one strange thing I noticed that I didn't see on the way to Wildwood. I was preparing to film our drive over of the Delaware Memorial Bridge when I noticed a sign along the side of the road. The sign wasn't very big, nor brightly colored, and it…

Most all of the domestic and local monsters I've come up against in my lifetime have one thing in common. Precious few of them ever posed any real mortal threat to me, or to anyone else. The fear and dread I felt was most all in my own mind. I suppose that tree might have…

Earlier this evening as I was reading over some news stories, I came across something quite shocking, at least to me. The word on the street thus far, so to speak, has been that the new Key Bridge will be slightly taller than the old one. But oh no, it seems a little bit just…

When I drove across the bridge two years ago, I was somehow able to force that dark imagery out of my mind. I was even able to briefly enjoy the scenery and the warm sunny afternoon as I made the transit across and back. But then, in March of this year came the terrible event…

Bridges never scared me, not even the infamous and much feared Chesapeake Bay Bridge which I had crossed many times riding with my parents as a child. But this time the situation was different. I was totally alone and feeling the growing anxiety of possibly being – or getting - lost. And I could ...