When I was about 6 or 7 years old, for some reason, I believed that if I couldn't hear myself breathing I had obviously stopped breathing altogether and was liable to drop down dead at any moment. So I started breathing really loudly, really inhaling and exhaling deeply, so I could always hear myself. One night my dad was reading me a bedtime story and I was listening along, breathing really deeply. He asked me if I was alright - i sounded like I had asthma or something. I explained what I was doing and he put my mind to rest. I was a strange child...
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- When I was a child, I used to believe that when we slept, we stopped breathing.Anon
- I used to believe that when you fart, your tummy was breathing!— Nicholas Orsmond
- I used to think when you smelled a fart, that you were breathing in tiny pieces of poop.— brandypandy
- that song that goes *bring me a higher love*
i thought it said *breathing in iron lung*— oi - I used to think you could have a heart attack if you fell in love too deeply!Anon
- At night I would hear the chirping crickets and thinking it was comeing from the stars in the sky!— delana