I get this fear at night. I think it comes from my mother betraying me the way that she did.
When I was younger, I had an intense fear of monsters hiding under the bed, around the corner, in the closet, etc.. It would strike me even while I was at school. Since real monsters were introduced into my life, my fear of fake ones began to resurface. If she could lie to me my entire life about loving me and protecting me, why wouldn't she have lied about monsters hiding under the bed?
I mean what does she know?
midnightrider454:
According to the Dr. Who episode I watched earlier, monsters are indeed often real. But I'm doubtful there's a sonic anything handy to help vanquish them. I always think about that scene in Major Payne when he unloads into the closet. " If he's in there, he ain't happy" In all seriousness though I'm sure she's wrong about a lot of things and this is one of them. Maybe keep a flashlight handy? Or a cool night light of some kind. Like a light saber, cause then not only is it a light but it can cut shit in half. Yeah, that's what you need light saber night light. :) Sorry you're feeling shitty
triplewww:
I think it's from our inherited caution about predators lurking while we sleep. Sorry 'bout your mom. Some just don't have parental instincts. I would love to have had a daughter like you.
