My Year of The Shark

June 16, 2015


A shark update in light of the recent attacks.


I was a hyper-sensitive 10-year-old in 1975, when my parents thought it would be a great idea to take me and my 6-year-old sister to see JAWS at a drive-in theater in a little town close to ours. That shit messed me up to this day.

th49WRMW10 This image has terrified me for 40 years.

After seeing JAWS, I was not just an overly emotional little girl anymore, no, I was on the verge of a psychotic breakdown. I’m now talking about a full-on phobic reaction to sharks, and any body of water, regardless of size or it’s ability to sustain sea creatures – lakes, rivers, swimming pools, bath tubs, toilets – for years after that. As a matter of fact, there didn’t even have to be water. I became afraid to walk across my bedroom floor in the dark.

I actually moved my bed, by myself, across the floor, to the wall that had the light switch…

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