Someone PMd me asking why I can't or wont get under a car.
I have had to a few times in emergency situations (Kansas City and BAD
noises) but refuse to if there is a way I can avoid it. It shakes me up pretty bad.

Once upon a time when I was 7 I was a latch key kid. Got home from
school before mom came home and had a babysitter.
I was kind of outgoing, okay a bit of a pest, and some sitters had less
patience than others for me. My brother was an introvert and just needed
the TV and he was calm and quiet most of the time.

I came home one day after a hard day at school and the babysitter, Kelly Green, was relatively new to us. While most of the time she was pretty nice
and cool, this particular day her boyfriend was over. Since she wanted to spend time with HIM and not babysit us, she sent both of us outside to play. Jeff (dear brother, 4 years younger) went to bed instead and I wouldn't stay outside.

To calm me down (not ADHD, just 7 and good at it) she wrapped me in a bed comforter. She said it was a game. I laid on the blanket at one corner and she rolled me in the blanket, arms at my sides. I couldn't move at all. She rolled me to the side of the couch and put the coffee table on the other side so I couldn't roll myself out of the blanket. It was over my head and over my feet.
I was okay with it for about 2 minutes. Then I began to call for her to get me out. I called, I cried and I was left there from about 4pm to about 6pm when my mom got home.

By then I would need therapy for a few years to overcome my fear of being under a blanket. And in any space where I couldn't move my arms.

35 years later I am fine under a blanket but in order to turn over in my sleep I have to wake up and turn over, moving the blanket so I don't get wrapped up in it. Since I wake up 5 or so times per night to change positions I don't get much real sleep.

I can be in elevators and the like, it's not that kind of clautrophobia. Just tight spaces where I feel like I am completely surrounded, like under a car.

Wow. My heart is still pounding just from typing this.

Kelly was severly busted when my mom got home to find me like that and slapped Kelly in the face a few times (it was the 70s). After I calmed down, NyQuil did that, my mom marched over to Kellys mom and told her what Kelly had done. Mom was at first 'not my daughter' but eventually understood what Kelly did. I really did go to therapy for 2 years, and froze a lot in the winter without a heavy blanket on. I'm still cold today.

If you think it's not a big deal, wrap yourself in a blanket and try to be calm for more than 5 minutes. Even for most adults that think they can do it, it will get to ya.

Just a little known fact about me.

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