BusterKNegativity is Boring Cynicism is Cowardice Registered Userregular
edited October 2011
Oh yeah
I am in constant fear for my parents
Because my mom is becoming more and more of an invalid every year from arthritis and asthma
And my dad makes incredibly poor financial decisions, never saves or plans what do to with his money so they are always one step away from catastrophe
And both of them are resigned to their fate getting worse and worse
An refuse to do anything to help themselves and are convinced they are going to die soon even though they are both only about sixty
I don't remember the first time I learned about death, but I do remember the first time I stared down the barrel of a gun
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My internet just got kicked out for about a half hour due to some weather going by. It made me really anxious.
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WeaverWho are you?What do you want?Registered Userregular
I've helped carry the casket and still have never cried over a dead relative. It's like I care more about people that didn't have an in through lineage.
I don't remember the first time I learned about death, but I do remember the first time I stared down the barrel of a gun
I do!
I freaked the fuck out and had a mini panic attack while we were on vacation at a beach house. My brother + some friends thought I was afraid of the dark (hint: they are dumb).
That was also the trip I got all 120 emblem things in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle. Coincidence?
sometimes I find it more curious that everyone isn't terrified of the ocean.
I went kayaking once as a little girl on a class field-trip. We get swept up in a current and were separated from everyone else, we couldn't see land. I could not swim. The instructors had to come rescue us.
AntimatterDevo Was RightGates of SteelRegistered Userregular
when i nearly drowned at the age of eight
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Yeah I never had a moment where I suddenly became aware of mortality. For sure I know I knew the concept by 5 because we had a cat who had a litter of kittens and I distinctly remember staying up the night to be there with her to make sure the kittens wouldn't die on her lazy watch. I also read a lot of nonfiction (I was a weird child) and the majority of the people I read about where long dead.
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I also fear that tomorrow the breakfast food will be shit because I am starving and I cant make noise to make food because my roomie is right conked out.
Oh, here is a real fear: I do not smell flowers because there are always bugs beneath the petals. So don't smell flowers.
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I also fear that tomorrow the breakfast food will be shit because I am starving and I cant make noise to make food because my roomie is right conked out.
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Fears:
Disfigurement, ughh
Medical shows (they make me anxious and start crying so I just stopped watching them)
Little dogs unexpectedly yapping
Pregnancy
Making the wrong life choices; some people have very obvious passions but I there are so many things I would like to do with my life and so many are incompatible and mutually exclusive that I know eventually I will have to pick something over others and who knows if I will ever get to return to them. It sucks that I may make a choice that makes me happy but that leaves me unable to enjoy all these other things somehow. Or worse, that I make the wrong choice and end up dissatisfied and disenfranchised too late.
Someone mentioned something about the fear of losing opportunities and I get that as well.
Never amounting to anything. Because I am not good enough, too lazy, unlucky, too timid or whatever. I don't think it would be enough for me to just 'get by'. I need to feel accomplished and useful. I really don't want a boring bureaucratic office life.
Fear: having to watch anyone else die again. Like, watch the light drain from their eyes. It's the worst thing I think I've ever experienced.
Nothing. Matters.
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I am another one of these weirdos scared of the ocean, or large bodies of water generally. Not as bad as I used to be, I don't get panic attacks from pictures of whale sharks any more, but a deep kind of dread about being adrift in a vast abyss with strange behemoths moving around me in the dark.
Drowning/suffocating/choking freak me out, but really I don't think that's too unreasonable.
I am not scared of heights but I am scared of edges. Like, I can be hundreds of feet up and enjoy the view, as long as there is a barrier or some distance between me and the edge. But make me stand on a chair, or use some particularly steep or narrow steps, where I am SECONDS AWAY from a fall of maybe TWO FEET, and I freak.
And death, that old classic. I literally cannot think about it. Nothing terrifies me like it. I can't deal with it.
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I fear failure, to the extent that I sometimes don't even try at things when I think I'm going to fail at them.
I fear manic depression; it runs in the family. I hope I've dodged it.
I also fell two stories once and broke my wrist and ankle. It didn't make me fear heights, but it did teach me to fear landings.
I don't remember the first time I learned about death, but I do remember the first time I stared down the barrel of a gun
sup. Me too.
I was eight.
The guy holding the gun was my father. He was not joking.
That was a strange time in my life.
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I was dropped as a baby. As my gran carried me out of hospital at 7 days old after spending my first week of life in the ICU. Thanks gran! But I turned out fine, I think. Or at least only damaged in ways hidden to society, which is hardly damage at all.
What I'm saying here is throw your babies.
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I was dropped as a baby. As my gran carried me out of hospital at 7 days old after spending my first week of life in the ICU. Thanks gran! But I turned out fine, I think. Or at least only damaged in ways hidden to society, which is hardly damage at all.
What I'm saying here is throw your babies.
I bounced myself off our countertop when I was a baby and hit my head.
I turned out ok.
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gorilla grow
gorilla die
along with the phrases "no choice" and "you someday"
I am in constant fear for my parents
Because my mom is becoming more and more of an invalid every year from arthritis and asthma
And my dad makes incredibly poor financial decisions, never saves or plans what do to with his money so they are always one step away from catastrophe
And both of them are resigned to their fate getting worse and worse
An refuse to do anything to help themselves and are convinced they are going to die soon even though they are both only about sixty
So that causes some anxiety
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I recently gained a nephew though, so I'm forcing myself to face this fear.
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I do!
I freaked the fuck out and had a mini panic attack while we were on vacation at a beach house. My brother + some friends thought I was afraid of the dark (hint: they are dumb).
That was also the trip I got all 120 emblem things in Sonic Adventure 2: Battle. Coincidence?
I feel like it's a knowledge I've had almost forever
I can't recall any sort of questioning of my parents on the matter, or any occasion on which they had to sit down and explain it
I went kayaking once as a little girl on a class field-trip. We get swept up in a current and were separated from everyone else, we couldn't see land. I could not swim. The instructors had to come rescue us.
FUCK THE OCEAN.
I fear you wont be there
Oh, here is a real fear: I do not smell flowers because there are always bugs beneath the petals. So don't smell flowers.
it's pretty lame
Disfigurement, ughh
Medical shows (they make me anxious and start crying so I just stopped watching them)
Little dogs unexpectedly yapping
Pregnancy
Making the wrong life choices; some people have very obvious passions but I there are so many things I would like to do with my life and so many are incompatible and mutually exclusive that I know eventually I will have to pick something over others and who knows if I will ever get to return to them. It sucks that I may make a choice that makes me happy but that leaves me unable to enjoy all these other things somehow. Or worse, that I make the wrong choice and end up dissatisfied and disenfranchised too late.
Someone mentioned something about the fear of losing opportunities and I get that as well.
Never amounting to anything. Because I am not good enough, too lazy, unlucky, too timid or whatever. I don't think it would be enough for me to just 'get by'. I need to feel accomplished and useful. I really don't want a boring bureaucratic office life.
Drowning/suffocating/choking freak me out, but really I don't think that's too unreasonable.
I am not scared of heights but I am scared of edges. Like, I can be hundreds of feet up and enjoy the view, as long as there is a barrier or some distance between me and the edge. But make me stand on a chair, or use some particularly steep or narrow steps, where I am SECONDS AWAY from a fall of maybe TWO FEET, and I freak.
And death, that old classic. I literally cannot think about it. Nothing terrifies me like it. I can't deal with it.
Kadith please do not have the depressions, you have an avatar that is super great and always makes me smile!
I fear manic depression; it runs in the family. I hope I've dodged it.
I also fell two stories once and broke my wrist and ankle. It didn't make me fear heights, but it did teach me to fear landings.
Step right up and shoot the pasties off the nipples of a ten foot bull dyke! Win a cotton candy goat!
This is the Death I wanna grab a drink and hot chips with.
reading about a neurological disease on wikipedia
and then saying to yourself, well, I probably won't get it!
then scrolling down and seeing that you fit all the criteria for "people most likely to get this"
Oh God. This sucks. I know how much this sucks...
Mori has this fear. He has... six months to get over it.
Mind you, I understand. I also faced this fear with my youngest brother/sister. Man, babies are so freaking fragile.
they're tougher than modern society gives them credit for
if they were, our species would have never survived.
sup. Me too.
I was eight.
The guy holding the gun was my father. He was not joking.
That was a strange time in my life.
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What I'm saying here is throw your babies.
Start out sitting down on a couch and having your brother/sister/in-law plop the kid in your arms. Can't drop anything that way.
"No, get your shitty kid the fuck away from me."
I've never been asked to hold a baby since. That was 15 years ago.
I bounced myself off our countertop when I was a baby and hit my head.
I turned out ok.
brb doing this because I hate children
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