The Trepidation

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I finally found the courage to post this. I hope it helps those of you who know what I'm dealing with. This is Post One.

Submitted: December 27, 2011

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My first encounter with “The Trepidation” was in late May of last year. In the beginning, I thought it was just the sleeping medication I was taking that was giving me the awful nightmares. I had been anxious ever since I started my new job at the local zoo. I loved animals and had no problem taking care of them, so that aspect of the job was okay. However, my co-workers weren’t the nicest and some of the animals appeared malnourished and evasive toward me. It wasn’t all bad, though, because I had the opportunity to play with the monkeys; which happen to be my favorite species of animal.

A few weeks into the job, I was ecstatic to learn that we received a shipment of Spider Monkeys from Panama. Being from the Northern United States, it’s always refreshing to encounter new things, especially in a work environment. The monkeys were obviously a little restless and extremely excited to be released from their cages. However, one of them wasn’t too keen on the new living arrangements and would distance herself from the rest of the group. I named her Tiara, because she was a perfect princess when I would clean the cages and feed them. She even let me hold her a couple of times.

After I had been working there for about a month, I started to notice that the group of monkeys Tiara had arrived with began to lose the energy that made them so fun to work with. I found this especially odd since Tiara was actually regaining some of her strength. I just wrote it off as a fluke and thought that maybe they caught a bug from her as she was starting to get healthy. Besides, it was nice to see some of the life return to her. I warned my managers about the issue and they told me they would take care of it.

A week after Independence Day the monkeys had all become deathly ill. Everyone except for Tiara, that is. In fact, she had become quite the contrary of ill- her energy had never been so high and her attitude toward me was starting to get hostile. There was blood and watery excrement all over the place. Being the “new guy” automatically and unfortunately made me the janitor of the cage as well. At this point, the rest of the monkeys were all taken to a veterinary specialist and Tiara had the whole space to herself. Everyone I had spoken with didn’t seem too concerned about the situation, which then made me truly appalled by their lack of emotion toward the whole situation.

The next day I went back into Tiara’s cage to replenish her food and water. Technically, we’re not supposed to be in cages with animals in them, but I thought it would be fine this time since it was just her. Her usual excitement to see me turned sour, however, and she started to scream. She became so violent, in fact, that with one swift punch she knocked me to my knees and spit in my face (in retrospect, I suppose that’s when I first came in contact with The Trepidation). As I wiped the saliva from my eyes, I saw blood dripping from hers. No words can describe the fear that engulfed me at that moment. I was so scared that I was frozen in place, too afraid to even flinch when she started to choke me. The adrenaline that was coursing through her veins made her that much stronger and as my sight started to enclose like a tunnel, I fell unconscious. That’s when I had my first lucid nightmare.


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