What are you most afraid of?

I was in chat today and some guy IMed me and asked what my three biggest fears were. He said he was doing something for school.

So now I’m a little curious as to what the three most common fears are.

Not dying. I’m not afraid of death. Actually I’m intrigued by it, since nobody knows if/what the afterlife is like. I actually look forward to it in a way, it’ll answer a lot of questions!

No, my #1 fear is actually not dying but being maimed or horribly disfigured for life and wishing I were dead.

#2 would probably be dying and having people (even family) root through my stuff. You KNOW what I’m talking about.

#3 is the boogie man.

Social interaction and heights.

  1. Having no money
  2. Being alone
  3. Getting old (good luck avoiding this one!)

I will not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

-from the Bene Gesserit litany against fear

  1. One or both of my children dying.
  2. My husband dying.

Thinking of those first two freaked me out so much I can’t think of a third.

ladders

Well, actually, not death. I’m a Christian, so Death itself doesn’t scare me. I’ve already been through most of the big losses too. Losing a child is supposed to be the worst, and I’ll concur, having lost a son at six months and suffering three miscarriages (two well into the fourth month). Both my parents are gone, almost all the aunts and uncles, all grandparents and more friends than I even want to remember, including a man I went out with for five years, and who had remained a close friend for the remaining eleven years of his life. I probably have more people waiting for me in Heaven than I have here!
My fears are of the more common kind. Spiders,(small ones, not tarantulas), weird things in the bush, monsters in the closet and ghosts. Had a few discussions with my church group on that one! I’m afraid of being physically hurt, although I honestly think I could handle a disability as long as I wasn’t in pain. Nightmares scare me badly.

Losing my mental facilities. Somehow this seems even worse than dying.
I think that ladders, social interactions, public speaking, etc. are more phobias. This is what one rationally dreads. My horrible, shrieking, curling into a fetal ball fear of cockroaches is pretty bad, but that’s not what the OP is asking about. Rationally, raoches are distasteful, but not worth dread.

  1. The reincarnation of Elvis as a Chihuahua doing commercials for Taco Bell.

  2. Tiny bubbles. Big ones are OK, though.

  3. Alien-controlled zombie dinosaurs coming from outer space to enslave humanity, and the fact that we only have some weird Jean Claude Van Damme look-a-like, a slutty nun, and a wimpy biker gang to fend them off.

:slight_smile:

Those fish that swim up your piss-hole.

(Don’t pee in a South American river.)

  1. Perfection. Because it can only get worse from there.
  2. Lack of control.
  3. People like me.

Growing old alone. And deep water you can’t see in.

  1. Agoraphobia (fear of open places so to speak)Panic attacks yes I know it makes me a freak <sigh>
  2. Something happening to my son or my mom That rips my heart out to think about!
  3. Losing mental/physical abilities
  1. Dying at a young age. I’ll be ready to die when I get old, thanksmuch.
  2. Heights. Scared to death of them…can’t really avoid them, though.
  3. Losing people. My parents, my sister, my grandparents, my friends, whether to death or horrible arguments/misunderstandings or whatever.

Irrationality. Absolutism. Arrogance.

I really don’t like crickets. (Mistress Kricket excepted, of course). They totally freak me out. That’s why I feed them to my gecko.

Other than that, not much.

I’ve heard that death is the number two fear of the average American. Number one is public speaking. Therefore if the average American has to be at a funeral, he’d rather be in the casket than giving the eulogy.

I’m not afraid of death. I’m an atheist and I believe when it’s over it’s over. I am afraid of dying a long lingering painful death. I am also afraid of being alone the rest of my life. Oh, and of getting convicted of a crime I didn’t commit and spending a long time in prison. I used to be very afraid of global thermonuclear war, now it doesn’t sound all that bad, anymore.

BYW,FYI, I LOVE public speaking! I act on the Drama team at church, and I used to do animal presentations in schools, etc. Still do, sometimes. I’ve gotten up, with no prep, at funerals (At our church there’s always an “open mike” time), and done several “man on the street” interviews for local TV and papers.
Another thing that does really freak me out? Asking people for things, especially over the phone. I sit on the thing four hours a day, selling carpet cleaning, but I can’t stand to call my best friend to ask for five bucks. Go figure!:rolleyes:

  1. Not death per se, but how I end up dead. I don’t want to have a painful trip to death.

  2. Since I’m far from home, I’m afraid of someone in my family dying and that my family won’t tell me because I will be deep studying. Strange? Maybe, but it happened to my roomate 2 weeks after college started.