shyness, speaking up, yes
It's not really dark. It's just my hugest fear.
Which would be, social situations. They freak me out. Probably because of social anxiety. I don't know, I was never diagnosed or anything. But I'm 98% sure that it's the problem.
Anyway, I will do anything to get out of social situations, or public speaking,.
Just now. I didn't finish an English project because we'd have to share them. I started crying in class because she told us that we'd have to present them for a grade. No one noticed, thankfully. But anyway, I didn't finish it so I would have an excuse to not present it. Breanna told me I could work it out to only present it to Mrs. Fyksen, but I can't even do that.
And I would try to overcome it, but I really don't know how. I'm afraid of being like this for the rest of my life.
не вырастить из детей достойных и счастливых людей. глупо стараться с этим бороться. стоит лишь прикладывать усилия для минимизации причин опасаться ;).
1) That I'll die before I've found love.
2) That my Grandma will die. It's inevitable - I mean, she's 84, for crying out loud - but i still don't even want to think about it.
Been alone. I have this horrible fear that I'll never find someone that I deserve to be with. I have low self esteem and feel like I'd never be good enough for someone to love for a long period of time. I feel like they'll realize over time that they deserve better. I'm not really sure how to over come it. Other then try be in long term relationship.
My deepest, darkest fear- there are many....
I'm really afraid of drowning. I'm afraid of water period. Ever since when I was on vacation in Tampa Bay, Florida. Me and my friend were swimming and I stepped on something slippery and slimmy. I looked down and it was a dead baby shark or a really big fish. I haven't been able to go in water since.
I'm also really afraid of planes. I love traveling but I'm always afraid the plane's gonna fall out of the air. I remember when I was flying home from L.A. last summer and it was storming. I could see the lightning flashing underneath us in the clouds and the plane was shaking. I was freaking out.
I'd also be afriad if I saw a snake. They just freak me out!!! They're so gross and creepy!!! They freak me out.
Idk how i'm supposed to overcome my fears.
Necrophobia in a nut shell.
You could be dying in my arms, i"ll be fine until you're dead. You can't put me in a graveyard in the day time, at night... I don't even know how that would go down. Its kind of ironic with how many zombie movies I watch.
As for dying myself... I try not to think about it too much. Now yes I believe in God and I do believe theres something more than this, there has to be (but we won't get into that now) I suppose it's just the idea of eternity that scares me.
I remember someting of Greek mythology, now I don't remember what story or character it was but they said "The God's envy us because we're mortal"
It makes sense... hm I could ramble on and on about this but we'll leave it at that for now, maybe I'll come back to this eventually.
*laughs!!!!* Definitely not something I'm going to reveal on a public forum like this, thanks. And yes, I've been working to overcome it for a while now.
What immediately springs to mind is cockroaches. I hate them and their bloody little feelers... But I suppose that what I really hate about them is the way they make me feel all creepy-crawly and disgusted. Yes, I know they're clean. They're still gross.
The other thing is heights, but only certain heights. I have no qualms about climbing trees or poles (ladders, however, are out. I would rather shimmy up a pole to get onto a roof than climb a ladder). What I hate is being on a flat surface with nothing to hang onto. When I stay in hotels, on, say, sixth floor, I'll quite literally sit on the floor to look out the window; ditto balconies (I don't think railings are strictly safe). I don't trust my feet, and I don't trust myself not to fall forwards, through the window, down down down. Gah. I used to be fine, until one day when I was 13. I climbed a pallet of beer to get something for Dad, and the box slipped out from under me. I fell, cracked my head on a keg, and haven't been the same since.
I also fear being alone. Nobody loving me. But that will never happen............
My biggest fear, though, is death. Terrifies the absolute hell out of me. I mean, yes, I know we all die, doesn't mean I have to accept it. I just sometimes wonder what happens. If I just stop. Because if I stopped, there would be no point. It just, scares me, the thought that the world will just continue whether I'm here or not. No, I don't want the world to explode because I'm dead, I just... I don't know. It's scaring me thinking of it now, actually. I'll stop.
Ah, those cockroaches....
PS I forgot to mention my panicked reaction to bikes coming up behind me. I get quite jittery, and can't go walking/jogging without my iPod just in case I hear them. You might think it'd be safer to hear the bikes; nay. Traumatic childhood incidents involving two boys on bikes rahdee-rah. So, hearing bikes just upsets me. Mainly because this is the only time I think about said incidents.