What scares you the most?

Fear of never finding peace. I don't fear death, I am not one to dwell on the unknown. I do however hate the thought of my kids going before I do. That would tear me apart.
 
i'm nearly afraid to say... but will, that...

technology has made us impatient.

i'm horribly scared, that i will come to a point where
crafting my words to say
takes longer...
no!
is more valuable to me than...

the attention span of the intended.

those moments arise now, even;
when - mid thought - i can sense that the eyes i'm looking into are..
clouding with elsewhere...

not for that content, but for the insta-fix of saccharine.

perhaps i'm scared of my irrelevance;
but no.
that's too easy an out.

i'm scared for my kids;
who may forget to listen
by choosing to be drowned by catered noise.
 
Being trapped in a structure fire. I have seen too many badly burned ff's who had stuff fall on them......
 
being made homeless with my kids - the kids part is the scariest

i don't dwell on stuff like murder or accidents, though even thinking about that makes me deeply uncomfortable. other scary stuff, like being burned alive (used to be my biggest fear as a child, and then there were the nuclear nightmares :rolleyes: )

but having come so close, once, to being homeless with two sons under the age of 15 all due to the ex's financial activity? too too real.
 
I'm glad my main phobia is sharks. I can avoid them easily.

If I lived near sharky waters it would probably be mine too. When they are on telly I go a bit mental.

I'll go with spiders as it's more realistic for me, I mean I'm not going to walk into the bathroom and find a Mako clinging to the plughole am I? Bastards.

I'm not frightened of dying. I'm not frightened of being alone. I lost my Dad last year and it was horrific, I lost the person I loved most in the world, and I know I have it to come with my Mum. I dread it utterly and I will be cut in two, but it's the natural order of things and I know it's coming. So it's not fear, more dread or fearful acceptance? Struggling how to put it to be honest.

Spiders is a genuine fear for me though.
 
If I lived near sharky waters it would probably be mine too. When they are on telly I go a bit mental.

I'll go with spiders as it's more realistic for me, I mean I'm not going to walk into the bathroom and find a Mako clinging to the plughole am I? Bastards.

I'm not frightened of dying. I'm not frightened of being alone. I lost my Dad last year and it was horrific, I lost the person I loved most in the world, and I know I have it to come with my Mum. I dread it utterly and I will be cut in two, but it's the natural order of things and I know it's coming. So it's not fear, more dread or fearful acceptance? Struggling how to put it to be honest.

Spiders is a genuine fear for me though.

Yes, I understand the way of things argument.

I am grateful that there are no entries to the bathroom for Makos.

That's why some are worse than others. I accept that my parents will die and I will bear the pain of that. The idea of me dying before them is not the way of things, neither is my son dying before me. Yes, it can happen, but violations of the order are more likely to generate anger and horror.

I'm not afraid of dying at all. I would just like it to be quick and not something that shows up on a front page.
 
On a meta-level of fear I see the time when automation will destroy employment for most people. Its coming. In 10 years harvesting lettuce will be primo gigs for many of our college educated folks.
 
Not being heard or respected for who I am.
My kids losing their dad to his own life.
Death of people close and dear to me.
 
I'm afraid that a car full of gay men, with bumper stickers will abduct me and have their way with me.

Oh wait, that's not my fear, that renard's.
 
I have the usual fears of death and loss, but I also have a serious phobia of insects.
 
I get nightmares about losing my parents which scares me a lot

Me too. My parents are both in their 70's, so I know that it could happen at any time. It severely upsets me to even think of their passing, so I just push it out of my thoughts. Thankfully, both are still in good mental and physical health.
 
High seas.....I tell you whut..... of all the shit I have seen nothing ever made me as humble and feel so helplessly piss ant as being on a 70' boat in 30' seas. I tried to play it cool by enjoying one hell of a ride but deep down I was as scared as I have ever been. Totally helpless and at the mercy of mother nature.

Hearing waves roar like that, then feeling them hit the boat so hard it toss's you around the inside of it like a bug in a jar, sounding like a bomb going off. You god damn right I thought we were all going to die. I just KNEW that hull was going to give or the next time we got put 90 over we were not going back up right.

Getting too far from shore scares me.
 
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