I'm mildy scared of heights...... just the right amount to keep me alive I reckon.

I kinda love them too though. I have a fascination with tall buildings and towers. I suppose heights are ok as long as there's something there to make me feel safe..... like a solid wall

Hate walking on piers though I forced myself to do it in Whitby last summer and it was agony! Add in to the mix one of my worst phobias, wasps, and it was not a good experience. Try running away from a wasp while making sure you choose the most sturdiest looking plank to leg it along.

I have a fear/phobia of broken glass.... and go into free fall if I break a drinking glass anywhere in the house.... especially in the kitchen.

Oooo!  Sounds like a scenario for a horror film Ducky.

Oh and birds.... or anything that flaps and fly's

Baz - I haven't heard of that one before.

(Trust you to be unique.)

I flap.

But of course.... Hi Brisket

I'm not scared of heights, but I wouldn't go down a pothole if you held a gun to my head. Lifts are bad enough. I'm OK in them on my own, but if I'm in a crowded lift I can hear my heart banging against the walls..

LMAO... me too.... but I can't fly at the same time *in fact I don't flap when I do fly*

Reference: Same here, along with potholes **shudders at the thought**. I once went to Dany-yr-Ogof Caves in Wales and i was frightened to death (i was only a child), and I still am at the thought of being underground...even the though of the Channel Tunnel makes me feel uneasy

First I flap, then I flip, then I flop!

No, I don't but it sounds good. I'm not sure of when a fear becomes a phobia. For instance a fear of broken glass isn't a phobia if you've just trodden on some. Neither is sticking one's head in a lion's jaw. It's only a phobia if a) it's not logical to be scared, and b) if it is having a negative impact on your life.

I wouldn't regard being afraid of going into potholes as a phobia because it is not uncommon for people to get trapped in one and drown in rising water.

It's not treading on it that bothers me.... it's me, or anyone else  ending up swallowing it.... but I agree... I guess it is more of a fear....

I agree.... although sometimes it may be logical to be scared (say of heights) but your fear is way beyond what would be considered a reasonable reaction. That's when it becomes a phobia I suppose. Therefore I only have a "fear" of heights. 

On the flip side I would say I have a phobia of hoovers..... now they probably instill less fear in me then heights do, but I know it's totally illogical to believe it's gonna suck me up, therefore ...phobia.

I'm bordering on phobic about ventriloquists' dummies.
Not sure what I expect them to do.

In that case I definitely have a glass  phobia... cos I go into overdrive for days after I (or anyone else) smash a glass... checking everything and everywhere. within yards of any mishap.......so much so that one year it ruined my Xmas, cos I broke a glass on Christmas Eve

Don't ever watch the film Dead of Night - the section with Michael Redgrave. Even though the film is over 60 years old, it is still a genuinely frightening film, particularly that scene.

I had my first and only flying experience at the age of 52. It was exactly as I thought and I won't be repeating it.

I've seen it
It scared the bejesus out of me. Magic is another one..

I think you do Baz  

I sooo need to live with you...... my feet can find the tiniest piece of glass in a five mile radius I'll "mop" it all up for ya!

I am really really frightened of water , swimming , piers , the sea (courtesy of a deranged swimming instructor when I was younger holding me under to conquer my slight misgivings) but as I have got older I find I'm not as scared. Probably as I want to take the little one swimming so I forced myself and don't find it as bad.

My Mum has a proper weird phobia. She doesn't like buttons. They make her feel sick

Sounds like an insensitive swimming instructor.
But, angelica, well done you for having gone some way towards overcoming the fear.
That must have taken great strength of will. Or is the power of love for the little one.
Probably both.

I am scared of heights in some circumstances .......for instance - standing on a chair to change a light bulb makes me wobble - climbing a ladder - riding a horse. And yet driving over the Humber Bridge holds no fear for me ..........recently though - tickets in the top tier at the O2 had me wobbling ....couldn't have got up to jig about even if you'd paid me - I was gutted. The seating at the O2 is waaaaaaaaaaaaay too steep - I think it's sheer greed to pack in so many rows of seats when it's just far tooooooooooo steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep (and high).

I hate heights and enclosed places  - When I am really tired and just dropping to sleep - i imagine myself in a high place where I can fall - i wake up petrified - hate flying as well