Quotes About Claustrophobia

I've only got to see an animal on TV and I start screaming. I don't like the feeling of claustrophobia either.

Eventually it just got really crazy. Less and less oxygen in the apartment.

I have severe claustrophobia, and I panic if I'm more than six feet above ground.

Point of view matters: I see that now, blind, talking to myself, trapped in a coffin falling past the edge of the solar system. I

La femme est insatiable comme la mer (...), mystérieuse comme la nuit (...) image de l'immensité, elle engendre la claustrophobie.

He felt imprisoned in an airplane. In an airplane there was absolutely no place in the world to go except to another part of the airplane. Doc Daneeka had been told that people who enjoyed climbing into an airplane were really giving vent to a subconscious desire to climb back into the womb.

Josiah feel that, for a moment, he'd been cast back to his adolescent self on this very campus: essentially, a claustrophobic little world of privilege and anxiety in which one was made to care too much about too little.

The enclosed space trapped her anxiety, amplifying her fear.

It was more like a form of claustrophobia -- a dread of exchanging the freedom of her own self-imposed routine for the inescapable burden of somebody else's.

the fear of being trapped between cars.

I avoid subways like the plague because I'm claustrophobic.

I'm a bit claustrophobic, I know that now.

I'm not a claustrophobe, but you don't need to be to feel claustrophobic inside an MRI. It's like being buried alive.

I felt as if the whole house was like a living organism slowly and imperceptibly digesting me by the action of some stupefying gastric juice.

But as we climbed back up, I had a moment of vertigo despite being in such an enclosed space, a kind of panic for a moment, in which the walls suddenly had a fleshy aspect to them, as if we traveled inside of the gullet of a beast.

This claustrophobia was the only weakness I had. It's not my fault. It's just in my mind.

I think that 'Sound of My Voice' is about the claustrophobia of living today, and how do you crawl out of the claustrophobia towards the light?

I knew why I was claustrophobic, all right. But knowing why didn't make it go away. I wondered what it would be like to see the dark blue sky above us not as heavy drapes of cloth, the top of a circus tent, but as an infinite expanse. As everybody else saw it.

Erotic, emotional connection generates closeness that can become overwhelming, evoking claustrophobia. It can feel intrusive. What was initially a secure enclosure becomes confining. While our need for closeness is almost as basic as our need for food, it carries with it anxieties and threats that can inhibit desire. We want closeness, but not so much that we feel trapped by it.

A strange sort of claustrophobia. Though he'd grown up in Fair Isle and that was smaller than Whalsay, here he felt trapped, as if it was hard to breathe.

She was so used to living alone that gatherings of people, even people she cared about, freaked her out a bit. It was a sort of claustrophobia and occasionally she felt close to a panic attack.

I'm not afraid of flying; I just fear I'm going to die. I think I'm - vulnerable. I admit it. I don't fly. I got claustrophobia. I don't go in high buildings. I don't do those things. I'm just myself, whatever that is.

I'm going to get an MRI to find out whether I have claustrophobia.

You can get claustrophobia and agoraphobia - a fear of wide, open spaces - simultaneously on a spacewalk.