I have always had kind of a phobia of crowds. I get all my shopping done before thanksgiving so I don't have to go to the mall, I can't stand crowded clubs and bars etc... I start feeling like I can't breathe and I have to constantly concentrate on not hyperventilating.

Well I have been playing around with this memory but wasn't sure if it was real, something I had dreamt or maybe seen in a movie. So I asked my dad and he told me about how when I was 8 him and my step-mom had been at a festival with me and my dad was holding my hand when he felt me let go. He said he turned around and saw a guy grabbing me and trying to take me so he ran over and grabbed me back. Once my dad told me that I started piecing it together that maybe that's why I have this phobia of crowds. I can't believe I was almost kidnapped 14 years ago and just blocked it out. Makes me wonder what else I have been repressing....