By specific, I mean not general fears like fear of heights or spiders.
I’m terrified that I smell bad and nobody is telling me.
The MAGAstapo breaks down my door at 2 AM
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Well all they would have to do is have a green card and have been involved in the “wrong kind” of protest apparently.
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OP: “my fear is the government disappearing me in the night”
You: “pff that doesn’t happen, you’re overreacting”
Me: “it does happen to x people”
You: “oh well don’t be one of those people”Brilliant. Yes, OP is the problem, not that the government is kidnapping people when they show political dissent.
Ffs.
Waking up to find my partner dead. I used to leave for work while she was still deeply asleep so every morning before I kissed her goodbye I would have that moment of terror that when my lips touch her she would be cold.
Thalassophobia, aka fear of deep water. No problem being in a boat, but swimming in it is a no-go. I can swim in swimming pools, but the larger the body of water (ponds, lakes, ocean, etc) the larger the fear. I think it has something to do with not being able to see through the depth of the water? Strangely enough, the idea of being in space doesn’t bother me at all.
I also tried Subnautica (based on recommendations) like a dumbass, played it for 20 minutes and had a panic attack. Uninstalled!
I’d like to try you out on the swamp down the street. You can see the bottom almost everywhere, it’s that clear. But there’s at least one gator in it and certainly cotton mouths along the shoreline.
(Given their typical territory, probably only 1, maybe 2, gators. They’re shy as hell in any case, have barely glimpsed it.)
I’m gonna nope out of that, dawg.
Losing all of my memories, and therefore proof that I’ve lived, to hereditary dementia.
That while I’m driving I’ll have to sneeze while driving across a bridge and during that split second while my eyes are closed and I’m distracted by the sneeze I’m going to drive off the edge.
That I’ll die before my kids are adults and I won’t be there to prepare them for the world.
Very specific weird fear:
One time, when I was a kid, I was on a road trip and we stopped at a McDonalds for some food and to use the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and the floor, walls and ceiling all had the same tile covering them. I don’t know why, but when the door closed, I was so fucking terrified I made it halfway to the toilet and then turned around and ran out. It was such a strange experience and I have no idea why it got to me that bad.
Whenever I have to go into the city (I live in a small town) I have to take a short ferry to get there. Whenever it lists like 4-6 degrees, it scares me so bad.
Not much at this point. After having open heart surgery and having my heart stop a couple of times, I’m not really scared of much.
I hear ya. Being told I was going to die within a couple years and getting my brain drilled through my skull, the normal petty fears melt away. Totally over the fear of needles now. You and are in the “I should be dead, IDGAF” club now 🤝
A year ago January I woke up in the hospital and a nurse comes in.
“Were you asleep about an hour ago?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Your heart stopped for eight seconds.”
“Um… ‘thank you’? I don’t know the correct response to that…”
Being stuck in a traffic jam while driving. I have a 0% chance because I don’t drive.
My car breaking down at a railroad crossing while a train is coming towards me.
The flesh eating disease. It’s everywhere and you can get it from a minor cut.
I’m afraid the world will end and I’ll be a dick without my SSRIs or coffee
Never being able to get out from my family’s thumb. Dying misirable, bitter, and angry at the world because my whole life was squandered. Realizing my one chance to have avoided all this passed thirty years ago and even then it was at best a half-chance.
