I fear of having another panic attack after my first one in 2011 which was absolutely horrific.

Hallucinations, miserable hateful people, and nuclear warfare.

Hillary Clinton

I've come to the resigned conclusion that I'm afraid of death. Not a sudden death, or a violent death so much, but a totally lucid death-bed scenario. Where I know it's coming and I'll be awake to feel myself slip away.
How am I supposed to know my life was good enough to comfortably end where it is at that particular point? I'm sure inevitability gives some richer perspective, but I haven't the benefit of hindsight on this point.

Also, I realized today how shit scared I am of falling back into the bowels of my past depression. It was so hard to claw my way out of, but I feel like it's always on the fringes. The constant conflict of apathy, malaise, doubt, anxiety, desperation and loneliness were the source of three incredibly hard years for me. Years that taught me a lot about myself, and made me a much stronger, more patient and compassionate person, but ones I hope never to repeat again because they were hell.

I mean, everything else is just your run of the mill. I'm pretty sure I'd shit myself involuntarily at the sight of a charging grizzly bear. Heights I don't much care for. I'm afraid of bumps in the night too. But most fears are totally natural, and motivate the majority of our decisions in life. So I don't much worry about them. But the two above, those are the ones that can keep me up at night.

Whenever I'm getting a haircut I'm always worried that the scissors are either going to jam into my eye or nick off part of my ear.

Death? Depression? Hallucinations?
Hate to break it to you but I have something much worse.

I'm afraid of getting stuck in my country and never being able to emigrate.

I'm afraid of getting stuck in my country and never being able to emigrate.

Are you in a crappy country?

<Snipped quote by Frettzo>

Are you in a crappy country?

Yeah, Venezuela.

<Snipped quote by Jotunn Draugr>

Yeah, Venezuela.

Oh wow. Haha well best of luck to you! There's lots of room in Canada!

I am afraid of height and darkness!!

I am afraid of height and darkness!!

Afraid of tall dark things, eh? RACIST!

I am actually so afraid of my number one fear that I won't even post it here in the fear that one day someone finds out and does it to me. Second to that though, heights, knives and open flames.

I'm scared of anything stephen king writes, even his opinions.