For me, it’s disappearing. That someday something will happen to me and no one will ever know what it was and where I am. That I will become one of those mysteries you see online and on TV shows. Whenever I think about it I feel nothing but dread.
Your fear of disappearing resonates the worst for me in regards to my daughter (4) doing so. It makes me want to vomit to think of her just gone, at the mercy of someone or something else, with no way to know where she is or how to save her. It rips my heart in half that so many parents throughout time have lived this exact nightmare and never received answers. I find some relief that I live in a very safe part of the world where child abductions rarely (if ever) happen, but there are a number of other ways your little girl can just vanish.
I wouldn’t say this perpetually weighs on my conscious, but every time I remember it can happen, it really fucks with my head.
Dylan.
…Bob? Bob Dylan?
No, Dylan Thomas.
Hey I’ve seen this one! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joyce_Vincent
Man, that’s so sad.
Medical needles/injections, and that moment when we die. Not death itself, but that moment when the lights go out. I feel like I’ll know and be very scared. Also mold for some reason. I can’t bring myself to touch it or clean it, so I just have to prevent it or, worse case, chuck whatever has the mold.
My biggest fear is something happening to my kids. If something happened to them my hair would turn white, I would curl up in a ball and die.
Having to work for another 20 years.
My temper
Heights, s.n.a.k.e.s, clowns, and being kidnapped and getting sick or not having feminine products while I’m locked in a place without adequate facilities. Also, the vastness of things like the ocean or the grand canyon. And that I’ll wake up from the dream, be 12, have to relive my life, and wont know how to get back to this exact spot.
nearly everything unfortunately. my therapist tells me my amygdala is over active
Are you afraid of mustard?
not unless I’m wearing something that I care about getting stains on
Time
Being born. Don’t want to make that mistake again.
If it’s any comfort, it rarely happens.
The idea of living as if my life hadn’t really started yet and then one day realizing I’m old and I wasted my life.
There is no changing the future or past actions. The only time you can change anything is this very moment. If you focus on what you may or may not have tomorrow, you aren’t living today.
Dental pain. Experienced it once and that was enough to give me lifetime nightmares. Absolute horror!
Dental procedures helped me understand that most of us would quickly buckle under torture
Oh fuck yes. I had a removed wisdom tooth get infected, and the dentist said “due to all the pus, the anesthesic won’t work as well, but don’t worry, we’ll go as fast as possible”.
It’s a phrase that features frequently in my nightmares.
That and the “You’ll feel some pressure” lie.
Yeah, no. I know how pressure feels and it is not that!
I am female therefore many medical procedures that should absolutely use some kind of anesthesia, do not because “it’ll be over in a pinch” “it’s mild discomfort” etc. IUD insertion is a big fear of mine.
Fwiw, my IUD track record is 1 easy insertion, 1 easy removal, 1 “that wasn’t fun” removal and 1 “maybe giving birth would be preferable” insertion.
Your mileage may vary.
Everything. Everything scares me. If I stop and think about anything in particular, I slowly realize how frightening that thing really is.
Cat. Sits with its ass on your face while you sleep.
Dog. Eats its own vomit and greets others by sniffing their ass, then tries to lick you.
shivers
I have lived with cats, none has ever sat on my face.
There, there… I’m sure some cat will sit on your face someday.
Heights, depths; but not consistently.
After considerable reflection, I realised that a lack of a margin for error is what truly terrifies me.
