So, remember a little while back I made a confession, in the hopes that talking about it and bringing it out into the open would somehow help desensitize me to it? I even said that pictures of the creature no longer set me off.

I lied.

The other night I had a major setback. I’m lying in bed, watching Who’s Line Is It Anyway? and sorta drifting off to sleep. Then I hear something like “ABC Family is pleased to present…” and then The Creature (because I can’t type the two letters of it’s name right now) shows up on the screen and makes some sort of noise. I screamed like a little girl, jumped up out of bed, and went bolting out of the room. Jas was lying on the couch, and I sorta half tackled him, half hid behind him. It was ugly. I was shaking, crying. I could hardy tell Jas what was wrong. Once I got out why I was having a major freak out, he kinda patted my hand and kept watching the show he was watching. I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m an idiot for having such a fear. I thought about making him come into the bedroom with me, so I could sleep, but I’m not sure I could take the teasing and/or mocking that would surely accompany that request.

I spent the rest of the night dreaming the creature was chasing me. I’ve seen the commercial twice since, and have had to change the channel both times, because I could feel the panic building up. So much for being a grown up.