Saludos estimado compañero y amigos, me contenta estar nuevamente por esta excelente comunidad, y poder participar en está agradable iniciativa, el cual fui invitada por los amigos 
Me llamó mucho la atención el tema, referente las fobias, por lo que me animé a participar, ya que también estoy conociendo y aprendiendo de esta gran colmena que cada día me cautiva más y más. Si te animas a participar, este es tu enlace de bienvenida
Así mismo le invito cordialmente a qué se sumen a esta agradable iniciativa a 
Las fobias en mi vida la verdad no han tenido cabida ya que me considero una persona que no le teme a nada, pero como siempre en lo más profundo de nuestro ser buscamos y se consigue siempre algo. Considero que la fobia se pueden dividir en dos partes, la fobia en lo terrenal, y en lo espiritual o sobrenatural, en el cual he vivido algunos eventos. Mi experiencia en el plano espiritual, fue algo fuerte, que con la ayuda de Dios pude superar, pero en realidad no quiero hablar mucho de eso, pues pensaran que estoy cambiando de tema, para hablar de un mundo de fantacia, este evento gracias a Dios solo paso una sola vez y ya más nunca regreso.
De lo que en realidad te quiero hablar es de algo muy real, es la fobia que siento frente a las ranas y los grillos o saltamontes.
Con las ranas viví algo de terror, siendo una jovencita, cuando en mi casa, llego el agua en la noche, y mi mamá se alegró y dijo, hay que llenar el tanque, pero hay que lavarlo primero, yo para ayudarla, decidí meterme al tanque, con la poca luz que había de la luna y de los postes de la calle, cuando de repente siento que me salpican gotas de agua para allá y para acá, como si me tiraran agua y le digo, "mamá busca algo con que alumbrar" ella me trajo un encendedor de cocina y al mirar la pared del tanque había varias ranitas pequeñitas que brincaban de lado a lado.
Yo brinque para salir del tanque, y de inmediato una rana más grande se me pegó del brazo izquierdo, yo ni supe cómo salir de ese tanque y me arrastraba en la arena como loca gritando. Frente a mi casa había una bodega, donde estaban varios hombres tomando cerveza, ellos se asustaron y vinieron a ver qué me pasaba, mi mamá les dijo que se me pegó una rana y ellos se burlaron de mí riendo, porque creía que era algo más grave, y me dejaron ahí tirada con mis gritos y loquera que me dió. 😁
Otra terrible experiencia, fue cuando estudiaba secundaria, ese día tenía un examen, de esas que son finales decisivas, éramos un grupo grande de estudiantas, a mi siempre me gusta quedarme entre las últimas de la fila, al entrar en la aula nueva de clases, habían tres profesores ubicando a cada quien en su asiento, y a mi me tocó pegada a una pared, cuando miró a mi lado había un afiche de un terrible grillo, idéntico a la imagen que les muestro, pues yo en medio examen no aguantaba los nervios y los profesores me abordaron pensando me estaba copiando, y estallo mi fobia, sin control grite, que me quitarán de ese lugar pues yo no podía asimilar era una imagen inofensiva, para mí era un grillo gigante que me acetaba, y para poder continuar el examen tuvieron que calmar mi angustia y ponerme bien lejos de aquella aterradora imagen.
Gracias a Dios he superado un poco mis fobias, diría un 30% pues siempre he sido una persona que no le teme a nada, considero que mi mayor miedo es sentir miedo, pues se que esto nos descontrola y no te permite pensar razonablemente, siempre he dicho, "EL MIEDO TIENE OLOR", desde lo terrenal, como lo espiritual cuando siente que hay miedo es cuando más te dominan.
Inglés 🇬🇧
Greetings dear comrade and friends, I am happy to be back in this excellent community, and to be able to participate in this pleasant initiative, which I was invited by friends @nachomolina2 @mariiale1979
I was very interested in the topic, referring to phobias, so I was encouraged to participate, since I am also getting to know and learning from this great hive that every day captivates me more and more. If you dare to participate, this is your link and welcome
I also cordially invite @cositav @suisver to join this pleasant initiative.
Phobias in my life have not really had a place in my life since I consider myself a person who is not afraid of anything, but as always in the depths of our being we seek and always get something. I consider that phobia can be divided into two parts, the phobia in the earthly, and in the spiritual or supernatural, in which I have lived some events. My experience in the spiritual plane, was something strong, that with the help of God I was able to overcome, but in reality I do not want to talk much about it, because you will think that I am changing the subject, to talk about a world of fantasy, this event thanks to God only happened once and never came back.
What I really want to talk about is something very real, it is the phobia I feel towards frogs and crickets or grasshoppers.
With the frogs I lived something of terror, being a young girl, when in my house, the water arrived at night, and my mother was happy and said, you have to fill the tank, but you have to wash it first, I to help her, I decided to get into the tank, with the little light that was the moon and the poles of the street, When suddenly I felt drops of water splashing here and there, as if they were throwing water at me, I said, "Mom, look for something to light it with", she brought me a kitchen lighter and when I looked at the wall of the tank there were several tiny frogs jumping from side to side.
I jumped to get out of the tank, and immediately a bigger frog stuck to my left arm, I didn't even know how to get out of that tank and I was crawling in the sand like crazy screaming. In front of my house there was a bodega, where there were several men drinking beer, they got scared and came to see what was wrong with me, my mom told them that a frog stuck me and they mocked me laughing, because I thought it was something more serious, and they left me lying there with my screams and freak out that it gave me. 😁
Another terrible experience was when I was in high school, that day I had an exam, one of those that are decisive finals, we were a large group of students, I always like to be among the last in line, when I entered the new classroom, there were three teachers placing each one in their seat, and I was stuck to a wall, when I looked at my side there was a poster of a terrible cricket, identical to the image I show you, When I looked next to me there was a poster of a terrible cricket, identical to the image that I show you, because in the middle of the exam I could not stand my nerves and the teachers approached me thinking I was copying, and my phobia exploded, without control I screamed, that they would remove me from that place because I could not assimilate it was a harmless image, for me it was a giant cricket that was oiling me, and to continue the exam they had to calm my anguish and put me far away from that terrifying image.
Thank God I have overcome my phobias a little bit, I would say 30% because I have always been a person who is not afraid of anything, I consider that my biggest fear is to feel fear, because I know that this makes us uncontrolled and does not allow you to think reasonably, I have always said, "FEAR HAS A SMELL", from the earthly, as the spiritual when you feel that there is fear is when you are more dominated.
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Edición: Banner, PhohoScape.
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