I am a sufferer of SID – Scary Imaginodeficiency Disorder).
What does this mean?
Well, when you grow up in a really sheltered household, you don’t go through the same scary experiences growing up. No ghost stories, no horror movies or frightening TV shows – pretty sure that growing up, the only things I was really scared of were Yosemite Sam hiding under my bed (no, I don’t really have any idea why – but red-haired mustached cowboy/Texas Tech mascot – seems fairly reasonable…), my dolls and stuffed animals not being tucked in and feeling unloved, and my mother.
But anyway, you know how you’re supposed to roll around in the dirt and eat rocks and bugs and lick the handle of the grocery cart and all that when you’re a kid to build up your immune system? It’s so you don’t get sick, right? So your body is prepared to take the common onslaught of everyday germs and you don’t end up getting pneumonia every time you encounter the public?
Well, I have a theory that you should do the same thing with scary stuff to build up your fright tolerance. Otherwise, you end up as an adult walking around poking things with a baseball bat or refusing to watch scary commercials. Or The Simpsons. Or to enter your own home if there’s a gecko near the door. Or to walk by a frog. You know, all those reasonable things that normal humans may occasionally fear. (TOTAL sidebar: I tried to find a Ferris Bueller sick day gif and ended up on a brother-sister incest blog – Eww and WTF?! Really, Matthew Broderick and Jennifer Grey? Control your fictional selves!)
This discussion came to a head today when we were planning for the Hex Tex ceremony for later this week (just one of those weird superstitious and awesome collegiate traditions, when Will said, “Submitted for the approval of the midnight society,” and then looked at me questioningly, as though expecting a laugh. And I looked back at him blankly and said, “Huh?”
Turns out there was a kids show – you may have heard of it, called “Are You Afraid of the Dark?” and said show was made for the express purpose of scaring little kids.