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What is your greatest fear???

Mine is dying. I go into full blown panic attacks thinking about it. Second whould be confined spaces.

well we all die so one day your worst fear will happen. if you are really old i dont think you will be so afraid of death by then.
my worst fear is life passing me by and not living the potential life i could have
 
Heights. That's why I skydive and mountain climb. I figure that if I keep doing it alot, I won't be scared of it anymore.
 
well we all die so one day your worst fear will happen. if you are really old i dont think you will be so afraid of death by then.
my worst fear is life passing me by and not living the potential life i could have

I hope so. It's a new thing for me here recently for some reason. Heights would be third though.
 
going bald, it would totally nuke my look (apols to bald doods on here, it suits some guys but not me)

beyond that, being in a plane crash, one moment you're off on holiday or business, the next you're hurtling to your...well

also, like superdave, not living the potential life I could have, I'm the type to always look back and see what I could've done better
 
a subtle, slowly-progressing, degenerative disease that is difficult to diagnose but makes me a little bit less capable every day.

so like every day i would wake up a little less intelligent, a little less creative, a little worse at sports, a little less confident. My work, studies, and relationships would slowly deteriorate, and i would have no idea why. i would just become gradually less happy and progress a little more from awesome to loser continuously. everything i was good at i'd start sucking at, and because you are getting worse each day you are continually disappointing people and failing to meet expectations - set by both yourself and others. people would call me lazy, or troubled. i would be stressing out nonstop every day trying to figure out wtf is going on. you'd always take shit and never get sympathy, because nobody would know anything is wrong with you. eventually i would probly commit suicide. i don't think anyone could handle life becoming harder and harder every single day
 
Heights don't bother me much, it's the falling without restraints that I fear. Human pancake is not how I want to exit this life.
 
a subtle, slowly-progressing, degenerative disease that is difficult to diagnose but makes me a little bit less capable every day.

so like every day i would wake up a little less intelligent, a little less creative, a little worse at sports, a little less confident. My work, studies, and relationships would slowly deteriorate, and i would have no idea why. i would just become gradually less happy and progress a little more from awesome to loser continuously. everything i was good at i'd start sucking at, and because you are getting worse each day you are continually disappointing people and failing to meet expectations - set by both yourself and others. people would call me lazy, or troubled. i would be stressing out nonstop every day trying to figure out wtf is going on. you'd always take shit and never get sympathy, because nobody would know anything is wrong with you. eventually i would probly commit suicide. i don't think anyone could handle life becoming harder and harder every single day

You basically summed up addiction and depression.

My fear is my demons will win and this will happen to me.
 
not afraid of death, but i am anxious of what comes after( whatever that may be)

I fear the loss of my senses and the ability to not have full mobility/function of my body; all my limbs/parts not intact. I get extremely sad and feel sorry for people that are not as blessed.

I am a pleaser; i fear rejection/criticism and disappointment from those i love.
 
Losing both of my parents. My mom just passed 6 months ago from cancer (still reeling from it) and now they just found a lump in my fathers prostate and are doing a biopsy next week. I'm 46 years old but when I'm around my parents I still feel like a kid. I visit and talk to my dad every day and can't imagine what life will be like when he's gone.
 
right now? dying of tonsilitis. only because it seems to be a real possiblity
 
Heights don't bother me much, it's the falling without restraints that I fear. Human pancake is not how I want to exit this life.

people really aren't afraid of heights, they are really just afraid of falling.

I'm not afraid of dying, but I do want to live as long as I can, to watch my son (and any other potential kids) grow up and go through life. I want to be there for him.

I'm afraid of water and big dogs and the police. No wait, I'm white. Nevermind.

I got nothing.
 
people really aren't afraid of heights, they are really just afraid of falling.

I'm not afraid of dying, but I do want to live as long as I can, to watch my son (and any other potential kids) grow up and go through life. I want to be there for him.

I'm afraid of water and big dogs and the police. No wait, I'm white. Nevermind.

I got nothing.

lawls
 
hrmm. i don't know. i definitely HATE snakes....and heights (not in a rollercoaster or something where i'm secured...just in things where there's no type of restraint)...but those are just mild phobias more than anything.

i think not being successful or fear of failure is probably my biggest/most significant.
 
a subtle, slowly-progressing, degenerative disease that is difficult to diagnose but makes me a little bit less capable every day.

so like every day i would wake up a little less intelligent, a little less creative, a little worse at sports, a little less confident. My work, studies, and relationships would slowly deteriorate, and i would have no idea why. i would just become gradually less happy and progress a little more from awesome to loser continuously. everything i was good at i'd start sucking at, and because you are getting worse each day you are continually disappointing people and failing to meet expectations - set by both yourself and others. people would call me lazy, or troubled. i would be stressing out nonstop every day trying to figure out wtf is going on. you'd always take shit and never get sympathy, because nobody would know anything is wrong with you. eventually i would probly commit suicide. i don't think anyone could handle life becoming harder and harder every single day

youd turn into grandma?
 
Mine is dying. I go into full blown panic attacks thinking about it. Second whould be confined spaces.
Don't fuck with SB and you should be okay.:D
 
hard to say, but based on past experience I lose my shit when bugs/caterpillars/spiders fall on my hair/on my back and I can't see them to take them off.
lol I go crazy
 
A failure in life. I'll be damned if i'm a burden to society. So far so good.

Whiskey
 
As mentioned before having life pass me by,it's not really fear that I live with,it would just really suck

I do fear bodies of water that are dark (lakes, ponds,etc) Ialso freak out with those strange WWII type alarms (thanks silent Hill movie ;))
 
My biggest fear is the fall of our country, and whether the Second American Civil War will take place this week, or in a few years.

Charles
 
My biggest fear is the fall of our country, and whether the Second American Civil War will take place this week, or in a few years.

Charles
AHHHH a believer in the fact that histroy does repeat its self. Trust in The Chosen One, when I say that the second Civil War will be the only thing to keep our country from falling, and that the next American Civil War will not be a war of whites versus blacks, as so many have said, but rather a war thats fought between the givers and takers, when the givers get tired of giving. It will be upon us soon my friend, very soon.
 
I'm scared shitless of heights...I cant even go on rides because they go up high. I went on the CN tower and almost felt like I was going to pass out. When I go onto a high balconymy adrenalin sky rockets.
 
I'm scared shitless of heights...I cant even go on rides because they go up high. I went on the CN tower and almost felt like I was going to pass out. When I go onto a high balconymy adrenalin sky rockets.

that explains why you arent tall rob
 
I'm scared shitless of heights...I cant even go on rides because they go up high. I went on the CN tower and almost felt like I was going to pass out. When I go onto a high balconymy adrenalin sky rockets.

I use to have no fears.
Now it's heights. I get the same reaction.
 
the aging process and all the little (and sometimes big) indignities that go with it makes me pretty uncomfortable...my body never really worked all that great in its prime and now, it seems like something else is failing or aching every dang time i turn around.
 
I'm scared shitless of heights...I cant even go on rides because they go up high. I went on the CN tower and almost felt like I was going to pass out. When I go onto a high balconymy adrenalin sky rockets.

my daughters and i went down that 130 foot high, 55 mph waterslide at disney a couple of weeks ago (the summit plummet, i think)...climbing up the tower was the scariest friggin' part...i've never had a really good inner ear, so heights have always been scary to me...the slide down was such a rush though...i had to do it twice.

when i was a kid, we used to jump off the railroad bridges over pine creek and the susquehana river where i grew up...always scared the shit right out of me, but the drop was such a rush, it was worth it.
 
Interesting how many fear death, to me death sounds so peaceful, like the end...


I almost died once and i don't remember a thing about it. Like when you wake up from anaesthesia.
i'm not wishing for death, but I'm not scared of it either.
I've already lived a very full life, and I hope I get more, but you never know, do you.
 
I almost died once and i don't remember a thing about it. Like when you wake up from anaesthesia.
i'm not wishing for death, but I'm not scared of it either.
I've already lived a very full life, and I hope I get more, but you never know, do you.

I'm not afraid of hell because I've already been there.
 
Traumatic amputation is my biggest fear. #2 is confined spaces, I have nightmares about that.

#3 is rejection by females...
 
wow surprisingly a lot of people are afraid of heights

meh, heights are nothing to me. at first there is a bit of the stomach uneasiness, but then it kinda turns into a rush like feeling. I have an odd habit of looking down and trying to imagine how long it'd take to hit the ground. Not trying to die, just the free fall aspect of it

Whiskey
 
I'll add myself to the heights fear list... It's not my biggest fear, as I have to ignore it once in awhile. But I have an excuse for being afraid of heights: I was ALWAYS afraid of heights and ladders. Then one morning in 1988, two teenage kids were up on the roof of a 2-story house, taking down an antenna. The house exploded, and burst into flames (fire from all the windows at the same time). The blast sent both boys off the edge of the roof. One landed in a ficus tree, and got scraped up. I missed the ficus tree, and landed on the cement (after grabbing for, and missing, the roof of a shed to break the fall). Now if that's not a real reason to be afraid of heights, I don't know what is :eek2: .

Charles
 
I'll add myself to the heights fear list... It's not my biggest fear, as I have to ignore it once in awhile. But I have an excuse for being afraid of heights: I was ALWAYS afraid of heights and ladders. Then one morning in 1988, two teenage kids were up on the roof of a 2-story house, taking down an antenna. The house exploded, and burst into flames (fire from all the windows at the same time). The blast sent both boys off the edge of the roof. One landed in a ficus tree, and got scraped up. I missed the ficus tree, and landed on the cement (after grabbing for, and missing, the roof of a shed to break the fall). Now if that's not a real reason to be afraid of heights, I don't know what is :eek2: .

Charles

i would say thats a reason to be afraid of exploding houses actually.
 
My fear of dying runs together with confined spaces. No way do I want to be buried. YOU KNOW HOW TIGHT IT IS IN THERE? JEEZ.
 
I fear having fear...

I fear snapping one day, waking up and saying "fuck this shit" and just start doing crazy shit (like moving to some weird country and just veggetate forever)
 
I'll add myself to the heights fear list... It's not my biggest fear, as I have to ignore it once in awhile. But I have an excuse for being afraid of heights: I was ALWAYS afraid of heights and ladders. Then one morning in 1988, two teenage kids were up on the roof of a 2-story house, taking down an antenna. The house exploded, and burst into flames (fire from all the windows at the same time). The blast sent both boys off the edge of the roof. One landed in a ficus tree, and got scraped up. I missed the ficus tree, and landed on the cement (after grabbing for, and missing, the roof of a shed to break the fall). Now if that's not a real reason to be afraid of heights, I don't know what is :eek2: .

Charles

What caused the house to explode?
 
I'm scared shitless of heights...I cant even go on rides because they go up high. I went on the CN tower and almost felt like I was going to pass out. When I go onto a high balconymy adrenalin sky rockets.

I can relate. only difference is that said feeling is instigated by excitement rather than fear.
 
What caused the house to explode?

Stupidity. My family was moving out; had sold it but rented back for 30 days because our new house wasn't ready yet. The buyers wanted to come change some things before they moved in, and there was a carpet-like stuff on the kitchen floor that they wanted to take out. The stupidity was that they poured 15 gallons (three Jeep cans) of gasoline into the carpet to dissolve the glue! Since my buddy and I were up on the roof taking down my scanner antenna, I had no idea what was going on in there. The idiots left the pilot light on in the oven (they had put out the ones in the stove burners, but forgot there was also one in the oven above the stove). By the time the fumes rose up to the pilot light, the whole down stairs was full of gasoline vapor. When it went off, it felt like an earthquake, and all the windows blew out at the same time, and it was strong enough that the fire station a mile away felt/heard it, and saw the orange cloud go up . Lucky we were on the roof, or we'd both have been badly burned or killed. The two men who were in the kitchen, actually got blown out of the house through a bay window, and were OK except for cuts, scrapes, and minor burns. The radiant heat set fire to the neighbor's house too, and smashed a dozen car windows and all the front windows in a strip mall across the street. Doesn't seem like it was 22 years ago.

Charles
 
Stupidity. My family was moving out; had sold it but rented back for 30 days because our new house wasn't ready yet. The buyers wanted to come change some things before they moved in, and there was a carpet-like stuff on the kitchen floor that they wanted to take out. The stupidity was that they poured 15 gallons (three Jeep cans) of gasoline into the carpet to dissolve the glue! Since my buddy and I were up on the roof taking down my scanner antenna, I had no idea what was going on in there. The idiots left the pilot light on in the oven (they had put out the ones in the stove burners, but forgot there was also one in the oven above the stove). By the time the fumes rose up to the pilot light, the whole down stairs was full of gasoline vapor. When it went off, it felt like an earthquake, and all the windows blew out at the same time, and it was strong enough that the fire station a mile away felt/heard it, and saw the orange cloud go up . Lucky we were on the roof, or we'd both have been badly burned or killed. The two men who were in the kitchen, actually got blown out of the house through a bay window, and were OK except for cuts, scrapes, and minor burns. The radiant heat set fire to the neighbor's house too, and smashed a dozen car windows and all the front windows in a strip mall across the street. Doesn't seem like it was 22 years ago.

Charles

OMG you are lucky to be alive for sure
 
OMG you are lucky to be alive for sure

Yes... It gives me the creeps every time I look at the pictures. Here's the oven in the pic below... the upper one is where the pilot light was left on. The oven door went right through the opposite wall, and tore a pocket door right out of the wall. It also lifted the entire second floor structure off the first floor frame, and left it 6" out of alignment with the frame. It was a heavy force blast.

Charles
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