I mostly get scared or afraid at the mention of the word “Earthquake”. If it’s happened anywhere, not in my region but anywhere I’m just scared and thinking about thousand different ways on how I can avoid these. It stresses me out. But every time it actually happens I just faint. There’s me laying on the bed or doing work and sometimes screeches or a table is shaking things that are on it I just faint there. The next thing I know is that I’m in one of my parents arms. It was usually mum but it’s both of them now or any person I can find at the first sight. I just scream. I don’t know about anything anymore. Nothing makes sense to me. I cry for hours in the person’s arms whoever that person is. I feel like if they let go of me I will die or something. Afterwards when I am a bit in my senses and gather myself I just get this phobia where I think that it’s happening again but it’s not. It happens all day or night. I just get scared of things. I get scared of my house like someone might be in that room or if I hear shouting outside I will get scared. It’s so quiet in my house all the time that I just want to scream. I feel like something will happen suddenly and I won’t be able to take it. I just hate that feeling. It happened today, I mean the earthquake. I just don’t like using that word. It scares me. My days aren’t going good anyways and then it had to happen today. My dad had brought some guests for some reason. A family. I usually go sit in my room but since it was cold today I sat in the other room where the heater was. So my dad called me later and gave me his phone to connect to the charger that was in the room I was sitting in. I just plugged it in and put the phone on the computer table and turned when a creaky sound came from the table. Like a knock kinda. It happened three times. I didn’t know it was an earthquake. I wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for that lady who screamed the word. And I just fainted. Yeah I did see the table and the doors shaking terribly but it was dark in the room. It wasn’t that bad because it wasn’t in my mind but I don’t remember anything after hearing that word. All I remember is that I just lost it. I don’t know how I ran to my dad or anything. The last thing I remember was me hugging him tightly and he was telling me it was okay. I was just muttering the word under my breath. It kept going on like that until after half an hour where I came back to my senses. I felt embarrassed too. But then I composed myself, apologized and got out of there. I had to go to tuition. My class was about to start in half an hour so I just got ready and was out of the house at 1:20pm. Since then I was very depressed for days. It just had me in another shock I couldn’t quite understand. I don’t know how I got there. I don’t know how I took my classes. And then I came back at 4:30 pm. I thought if I would spend some time outside I’d feel better but I felt worse when I came back because I was all alone. Mum was asleep and dad was at work. It was just stressing me out. Like the silence was eating me. I had to do a lot of work but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I just waited for dad to come home. It wasn’t easy. Then I had to make dinner for him at 7:00, it was his time to come and I was so scared to stand all alone in the kitchen. I thought if i stood there one more second I’d scream or go mad. I don’t know how I’ll sleep tonight. I’m so scared. If anyone can help me please do. I might go out of my mind any second. Thank you.
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