In the last year or so I’ve developed a real phobia, with panic attacks. It’s claustrophobia and I’m being treated and it’s going well, so that’s just background for my question.
Last week I had to fly for the first time since the phobia developed. I have NEVER had a fear of flying. I have loved flying! But the idea of being trapped in a cramped space for hours was really threatening to trigger the claustrophobia and I couldn’t help but talk to my friends a fair amount about my nervousness leading up to it.
So the flying went really well and I didn’t have a panic attack! I consider it a real step forward in beating this thing. Yesterday I was talking to one of my good friends and she expressed happiness for me and said “you didn’t die!” which I took as a sort of metaphorical statement, but she carried on, “because of course you’re not really afraid of small enclosed spaces you’re afraid of death.” I said that wasn’t really what it felt like in the moment. She said, “but you feel like you’re going to suffocate right?”
“Hmm, no I’ve never had that thought” and the conversation sort of deteriorated because of how hard it is for me to put the feelings of a panic attack in words. But she left me with her firm belief that all fears are really the fear of death, which I suppose is an idea I’ve come across before, one that’s never really rung true to me.
The thing is I don’t really fear death. I mean I don’t go out looking for it either, but the fact of my mortality does not keep me up at night (in sharp contrast to nightmares about small enclosed spaces). I’ve always felt pretty casual about the “we’re all going to die one day” fact of life.
Things I fear more than death:
small enclosed spaces
torture
losing the respect of people I respect
outliving my ability to care for myself physically and financially
What say you Dopers?