Your Worst Fear

Meaninglessness.

I have no idea what the meaning of the universe/multiverse/life/42 is, but I need to at least be under the illusion that there is one, somehow. If I am convinced otherwise, no imagination allowed, the last you may see of me is a note about how I would rather not exist than exist in a world where existence means nothing. I get scary close to that.

Another fear is prolonged torture. That is, being captured by a serial killer and kept chained in his basement and/or being strapped to a table/paralyzed but with feeling and having the fun, fun vivesection experiments happen.

Being consigned to a Bedlam House or going to prison are other fears. I have reasons for the latter one. My brother went to prison. I used to visit him on visit days. I know just from that, that it's no place anyone wants to be.

In which I attempt to be a writer.

Anything happening to The Wife or the Sproglets. Being 'average'. Dying indoors; I never want to go into another bloody hospital and think 'well, I'm not going to see the sky again'. I've spent much of my life under or in the open sky; I don't want to die under fluorescent lights.

edited 14th Nov '14 12:49:27 PM by InverurieJones

'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'

Reminds me of a fanfic I wrote years ago. A The Legendof Zelda Twilight Princess fic in which Link gets wounded and requests to be treated under the open sky because he wanted to die outdoors. His request is met, but he doesn't die, he gets healed up. It made sense for Link, since he's a hero-adventurer character.

edited 14th Nov '14 1:06:50 PM by Shadsie

In which I attempt to be a writer.

My family and friends getting old and dying and me being alone.

The worst part is that it WILL happen.

The Protomen enhanced my life.

Weeping angels from 'Doctor who'. Those things freaked me out

Oh god no

Well I'm about to face mine - dental horror. The Dentist is on Chiller network in a little bit.

I've got: 1 fifth Jameson, 1 fifth Jager, 1 fifth Stolichnaya vodka, and 1 fifth Sailor Jerry's rum. Should my courage waver I can erase the memory, lol.

Being operated on without anesthetic.

In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!

Not being remembered by anyone after death.

Creator of the Avatar Arena and its Discord server.

Spiders.

Tight spaces.

Pools of blood or guts.

Having a Stalker with a Crush.

Being alone or Dying Alone.

Sharp objects.

"Thanks for the lesson. But I don't need you to tell me who I am."

Being true, I have a few that are up there:

• Failure (The top one)
• Bees (Pretty close)
• Heights
• Sudden jump scares

"If you have any beefs with Santa, do remember to SETTLE IT IN SMASH!" Quote by Edveed

Gosh, your fears all so philosophical. Mine are pretty irrational, but for me they're truly terrifying.

• 1. Snails. I don't know either. There's just something so icky about them. So slimy and oozy. Did you know that snails are the most common creatures in the world? In the ocean, on the beach, in the trees, the water...even the desert. They give me the willies.

• 2. Giant Monsters. This one is even more irrational. And yes, the giant part is important. Huge evil monsters... Even OneWingedAngels? Especially those! But where are you going to meet a huge, enormous, loud, aggressive Not Zilla thingy outside a movie? Answer: You probably won't. But that's where it started, and ever since then if the movie you're watching just so happens to have a huge monster, then the person freaking out in the row behind you is probably me.
• former fear has been with me for as long as I can remember, the second started around three years ago I think.

So, yeah. That's all for my deepest, darkest terrors. Laugh all you like. Unless someone makes a movie with giant-snail-monsters. Anything but That!!

edited 14th Nov '16 9:30:44 AM by CatcherInTheWry

Oh boy, I have a lot of fears. Let's see here...

• Insects/spiders in general. This is a weird one for me; I love bugs but I'm also terrified of several different kinds. My reaction to a bug tends to depend on its size and how much I can actually identify it at a glance; big ones that I recognize tend to invoke a sort of awe in me, whereas smaller ones I find super cute. It's the ones that are around medium size that scare me, especially crane flies. Dear fucking god, crane flies...

• Falling. I'd say heights, but that's not really it. I can be on a super high balcony or something and not break a sweat; I'd probably even wanna look down and see just how high up I am. But put me on a rickety bridge or, god forbid, a rock-climbing wall, even if it's not that high up, and I will freeze solid because I don't want to fall. Even falling a short ways terrifies me.

• Losing or getting rid of things. I'm a hell of a hoarder, I'm not gonna lie, and I think this comes around to my hyperempathy. I get attached to personal belongings extremely easily, and the thought of losing them or having to get rid of them instills a strange sort of fear and grief in me. I can't even count how many times I've panicked over losing a stuffed animal. Still happens even today thanks to me collecting them, haha.

• Extreme weather, especially tornadoes. I think this one speaks for itself.

• Lightning, when I'm not in my house. This sorta ties back into the extreme weather one, but this is more of a weird one for me. When I'm in the relative safety of my house, I love lightning. Whenever it storms you will always find me pressed to the window for at least ten minutes watching the sky light up lilac. But if it starts to storm while I'm, say, in a car or walking to the liquor store down the road (I only go there for snacks), I will PANIC.

• Being "that one friend", i.e. my friends just sorta pretending to like me but talking shit about me behind my back. This is a BIG one. I'm depressed and extremely self conscious, and sorta desperate for validation, and every time I screw up and make people mad this fear comes back up. I never want to upset people specifically because I'm so deeply afraid of being "that guy".

• The unknown, especially in a new location. God I hate going outside at night, or walking around in a place I don't recognize. Learning the area mitigates this quite a lot, but in a new place I have no idea what could be waiting for me around the corner, what danger might get me hurt. This is massively increased in the dark, because I won't even be able to see what's coming! This anxiety completely goes away when I'm in a place I know, hence why I'm not saying I'm afraid of the dark itself; I actually can't sleep with, say, a nightlight or a lamp on.

• Being alone, when I don't feel safe. I cannot go on a walk in a place I don't recognize without someone along with me to cling to. Even in places I recognize I tend to gravitate to any adults I know and trust when I'm walking somewhere. This also ties into my godawful sense of direction; I'm also afraid of getting lost, and I get lost very easily. If I have someone with me that knows the location better than I do, I don't have to worry quite so much about that.

edited 14th Nov '16 10:22:30 AM by SilvieSkydancer

I guess just falling or maybe just heights.

I'm fine climbing stuff though I hate climbing ladders but I would climb anything else without a problem. I also hate being in elevators and escalators I feel like I start to lose my balance but I have no problem walking up stairs that are out in the open with the same size railing as the escalators; I guess it is just the fact that I'm standing still yet moving that causes me to feel like I'm losing my balance.

When I climb ladders I have to sit down because my legs feel weak and feels like I ran a marathon because my legs where shaking so hard trying to climb up the ladder.

Batman Ninja more like Batman's Bizarre Adventure

Dying of old age, or more specifically, growing old in the first place. I've seen what time does to people. A person who once was strong, confident, beautiful, and intelligent becomes a hideous withered husk of their former self who needs help to get up from their bed and can barely recognise their loved ones. I refuse to share the fate of the people I've seen that happen to.

Never finding love. I'm done thinking about it, what it actually is, why it's such a big deal. It doesn't matter. What matters is that I don't want to live a life where I've never loved anyone.

And finally, having my body entirely destroyed right after death. It's on religious grounds, the reasoning being that the soul needs to pass onto some other living thing in order to reincarnate. That, or given a proper open sky pyre funeral to Ascend to a Higher Plane of Existence.

"If I was a tabletop RPG character, my player would be accused of both minmaxing and overdramatic roleplaying." -Me

Being wrong. It absolutely terrifies me to take guesses on things. I would rather put down no answer than a wrong one.

Having a realistic death at an old age.

You know how in the movies, the elderly rest in a bed, say some words of encouragement, and pass on peacefully?

I fear that I'll die awake, alone, and slowly, all of my bodily functions deteriorating until I am already one foot in the grave, completely aware of what is happening, and unable to stop it because immortality is not a thing.

I've seen it happen from the other side of the nursing home/hospital bed. (Well, the stages before dying alone, anyway.)

Hornets. Ever had a swarm of those things somehow get stuck under your shirt (one even almost getting in your mouth)? That's not something you forget easily. I should also mention I was 10-11 when that happened.

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How did that happen?

I like to keep my audience riveted.

It was at an outdoor party; there was a tree sitting nearby and there was a nest hanging from one of the lower branches. Can’t really remember it that well but it had to be the size of a watermelon. What I DO remember is that there were a whole lot of rocks lying around and some kid started throwing them at the hive like a dumbass. Cue the thing falling off the tree and… well, my last post should tell what happened next.

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I'm terribly sorry to hear that. :(

I like to keep my audience riveted.

It's alright. But thank you

edited 21st Nov '16 2:51:55 PM by Blastmasterism324

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My mom is really afraid of hornets and bees.

My dad doesn't really mind them even though if he gets stung he has to take epinephrine and rush to the hospital or he will die. So my mom is afraid for him.

We were working on a roof and there were bees swarming around because they built nests behind the gap in the roof, luckily my dad didn't get stung but two people that my uncle brought in to help with that roofing job got stung multiple times even getting stung in their ears.

Batman Ninja more like Batman's Bizarre Adventure

I'm afraid of committing evil. Willingly or unwillingly.

On a more primal fear, I'm scared shitless by xenomorph.

Where there's life, there's hope.

I'm really afraid of dogs, even small ones. This is furstrating because people seem to think that The Complainer Is Always Wrong when it comes to their pets, so they tell me how friendly and harmless their dog is - as if fear has to make sense. So dogs of an actually dangerous kind attacking me when I'm alone in the dark, with no one to help, would probably be the scariest situation for me.

My worst fear as in "what I want to avoid the most" is more general - I'm afraid of wasting my life as a kind of passive watcher from the outside, never acting on what I belive in or letting anyone really know me.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next. - Ursula K. Le Guin

I'm afraid of pool drains and vacuums. Also I fear thunderstorms at night/very early morning

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