This and That
I call it a side affect of losing my husband. As a child I used to enjoy horror movies. I could sit in a dark room, all by myself, and not even have a problem with it. Mom was a horror fan too. She and I used to have horror marathons.
As an adult, I continued to watch horror films. I could be alone in the house and watch them. No problem. My favorite movie was the Ring.
Dear husband hated horror movies. Deeply religious, he always considered them off limits to Christians. I'm deeply religious too. In fact, my pastor said no to horror. My dad too. But horror movies were like a drug to me and I planned to continue watching them. Or so I thought.
Four years ago my husband passed. It was the hardest time of my life. I started noticing my discomfort with horror right away. The commercials for horror movies bothered me. They just made me real nervous. Still, I thought I could watch them. So I decided to give it a try. I watched Paranormal Activity. Needless to say, it was a bad idea. I couldn't sleep, for one. Kept thinking I heard things. Even when I was watching it, I felt so uncomfortable, nervous, scared. Gone was the woman who knew it was just actors. It was like I was taking it seriously. Like it was real.
How strange, I thought, that my favorite genre of film was no longer my favorite.
Anyhow, that was two years ago. And it hasn't gotten better. Even that Tide commercial disturbs be.
Guess my husband would have been so happy to see this turn of events. but I sure wish it was junk food I hate instead of horror movies.
Speaking of horror. Called dad and he hung up on me.
Here's how I would have handled it in the past:
I would call back and ask why he did it. He would have screamed at me, accusing me of stuff I didn't do, making up fake stories about mom. All the while painting himself as this model citizen. I would have ended the conversation two hours later, crying, blood preassure soaring. Later I would have continued the argument in my head--over and over and over again. That followed by one hour of sleep and off to work.
But this is how the new woman handled it:
He hung up and I didn't call back. End of story.
As an adult, I continued to watch horror films. I could be alone in the house and watch them. No problem. My favorite movie was the Ring.
Dear husband hated horror movies. Deeply religious, he always considered them off limits to Christians. I'm deeply religious too. In fact, my pastor said no to horror. My dad too. But horror movies were like a drug to me and I planned to continue watching them. Or so I thought.
Four years ago my husband passed. It was the hardest time of my life. I started noticing my discomfort with horror right away. The commercials for horror movies bothered me. They just made me real nervous. Still, I thought I could watch them. So I decided to give it a try. I watched Paranormal Activity. Needless to say, it was a bad idea. I couldn't sleep, for one. Kept thinking I heard things. Even when I was watching it, I felt so uncomfortable, nervous, scared. Gone was the woman who knew it was just actors. It was like I was taking it seriously. Like it was real.
How strange, I thought, that my favorite genre of film was no longer my favorite.
Anyhow, that was two years ago. And it hasn't gotten better. Even that Tide commercial disturbs be.
Guess my husband would have been so happy to see this turn of events. but I sure wish it was junk food I hate instead of horror movies.
Speaking of horror. Called dad and he hung up on me.
Here's how I would have handled it in the past:
I would call back and ask why he did it. He would have screamed at me, accusing me of stuff I didn't do, making up fake stories about mom. All the while painting himself as this model citizen. I would have ended the conversation two hours later, crying, blood preassure soaring. Later I would have continued the argument in my head--over and over and over again. That followed by one hour of sleep and off to work.
But this is how the new woman handled it:
He hung up and I didn't call back. End of story.
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You have grown up regarding you dad and learning how to deal with him.
I like some horror movies: ghosts, werewolves and vampires. The rest I don\'t like much. I know ghosts, werewolves and vampires are not real. The rest I can\'t watch myself. They would keep me up at night. I have my own limitations.
Each to their own. If the horror movies bother you now, there must have been a change in you and your perspective on them. There is a change in you and how the horror movies affect you now. You have had enough personal horror with your losses and your dad for a lifetime.
Take care and God bless you richly in the new you from DianeB
I have never been a fan of horror shows, but then I don\'t even like Halloween. Never did even as a child. I\'m kind of a romantic, makes my daughter gag (lol). Seriously, so much changes with us. Sometimes I\'m amazed at how different I\'ve become. Sharon
I\'ve never liked horror movies. Just not my \'thing\'. I\'m like Sharon, more of a romantic.....also like comedies, as long as they aren\'t the really silly, silly ones. This will definitely show my age ~~ I still like westerns!! I grew up on westerns. LOL But, to each his/her own. :-)
We do change our ways, for part of our likes, as we age, and, after losing someone we love ~~ things also change.
I am so proud of you ~~ about the way you have changed with your father. Good for you!!
Hugs, Joely
I grew up watching the OLD Frankenstein, The Wolfman, Dracula and the Mummy, but the ones today, are just too scary, too real, too factual with all the computer generated graphics....so I don\'t like them, but I watch some of them. So proud of you about the phone call, take care...hugs, Sandi