I was old enough to know better, but not old enough to recognize my anxiety and paranoia as being baseless and ever present.
I just said this in the group chat in regards to the time when I lit a match, dropped it, couldn’t see any fire because it probably went out on the way down, had my brother pour water on it, and still believed that the house would burn down, because it was a waterproof match, and sometimes Spyro could make fire underwater.
Other things from my childhood that should not have caused the anxiety they did:
The time my sister stabbed me with a pencil when I was like a teenager, and therefore well aware that pencils contain graphite, not lead, but still cried about getting lead poisoning.
The many nights when I would have intrusive thoughts about evil leprechauns as a toddler/ young child (I forget the exact age but I knew leprechauns weren’t real) and would go to my parents’ bed saying I had nightmares.
Every Single Time there has even been a r*ach or waterbug in my vicinity.
Same for mosquito hawks, which are not mosquitos, and will not bite me and steal my blood.
Weird shadows at night are definitely clothing/ pillows/ posters on the wall, not shadow demons. To be fair, this one still pops up, but now I do know that my paranoia is a bitch.