- DYING - this is pretty much my biggest fear. Or is it the idea that there may not necessarily be anything AFTER death? Maybe it's the idea of complete oblivion, of nothingness, that scares me most. (I could probably make a complete post out of just that, but it's Friday night and I'm not feeling quite angsty enough.)
- CREEPY-CRAWLIES - mainly spiders. I talked about them once before. They freak me out. But anything creepy crawly gives me the heebie-jeebies. Unfortunately in old buildings such as my flat, you get a ton of 'em. Yuck! (Cue full body shiver.) Oh, and speaking of creepy-crawly things, I also hate snakes. They are too slithery and sneaky for my liking. (Another shiver.)
- FLYING - Between the ages of 11 and 25 I didn't go on a plane at all, and I don't know if this, combined with a morbid fascination of reading about plane crashes (I know - wtf???) has shaped this fear. I probably fly a few times a year nowadays, sometimes even voluntarily and I STILL am convinced I am going to die in a crash in the run up to every flight. I don't know how air hostesses and pilots can go on planes daily voluntarily FOR A LIVING. I fly down to London occasionally for work - one day I said to a colleague that I was convinced my death will be down to a plane crash, and his response was: "Well, don't expect ME to ever fly to London with you." Thanks for that . . . What also freaks me out are the safety instructions that, in the instance of having to exit the plane via the emergency chute, that you must leave all belongings behind you. The part of me who always grabs all my belongings during a fire drill in work balks at that. What? Leave my passport behind??? I might be about to slide into the ocean and possibly be eaten by sharks, but . . . WHAT IF I CAN'T GET BACK INTO MY COUNTRY??? What can I say, my priorities are a little skewed.
- HIGH BUILDINGS/HEIGHTS IN GENERAL - even before 9/11, overly tall buildings freaked me out. I looked at the pictures of that impossibly high building in Dubai with feelings of mild horror rather than feeling remotely impressed. The idea of the glass floors on the skydeck on the "Willis Tower" (which will always be the Sears Tower to me) make butterflies travel around my stomach. As does the idea of a man walking a tightrope between the ill-fated Twin Towers. Or a man climbing up the outside of high buildings, a la Alain Robert. Good God, I've come over all faint just typing all that.
- THE DENTIST - hence the reason why I'm hoping the horrid toothache I'm experiencing tonight will go away on its own. The only reason why I ever went to the dentist as a child was because we were herded there as a family en masse. Anything that sounds remotely like a dentist's drill instills fear in my heart.
- WAKING UP TO FIND A STRANGER IN MY ROOM - given that this has actually already happened to me, it perhaps shouldn't still be a fear. But it is. I always put my kettlebell in front of my door before I go to bed (the lock on my door doesn't work properly). It might not keep anyone out for long, but at least it will make enough of a noise to wake me up!
What scares YOU?