Fear, What are you afraid of?

The posionus snakes are good to fear, height frightens me ( I have a great respect for it, having spent a year as a chimeny sweep ) , I fear death by fire or drowning, but most of all I fear those do-gooders that want to convert my soul and spirit to their beliefs and practices. That is not aimed at anyone in particular...just all of that type.

OH by the way....

I love redheads, My wife was auburn when I maried her... long ago and far away!

My wife is a red head also....I guess I do have a fear of her shopping us into a lower tax bracket but she's good at it.

Mikel

Sorry!!!! I thought that fear was an un-spoken fear for all of us married or sharing dwellings with the fair ( uhhum ) sex . Now you have done it the cat is out of the bag LOL!

Ok ! I know that this is going to sound ridiculous. I have a fear of BAKED BEANS . I cant eat a meal if beans have been on the plate and I cant put my hands in the same water that has a bean floating in it.Yeuck!!!!

Sounds to me like fartiousclomplexose! You afraid of farting ???

Ohhhhhhh noo! I'm a great believer in the saying
"Let the wind gang free wherever ye be!"

Mine falls under the water heading, too. Elspeth, I know that awful feeling you had of watching your daughter fall into the pool. When our eldest was about 2 1/2 we went to a friend's house for a pool party. Lots of people, lots of good music, etc. Our youngest was still in her baby carrier, and I was holding her and talking to some other Moms across the lawn from the pool. My husband was in swimming with our eldest, holding her up and giving her rides. They were having a great time! Well, I happened to look over at them just in the instant that our eldest decided to take a dive off of the diving board-no floats,arm thingies, nothing! I saw her laughing in mid-air over the deep end. Started yelling, one of the other Moms grabbed our youngest for me, and I just started pelting across the lawn! As I reached the edge of the pool's deck I saw my hubby streaking under the water just in time to come up and catch her as her feet hit the water. The two of us couldn't stop shaking, but she wanted to do it again! (My husband had left her with another adult while he went to get some floaters for her arms. The other adult had been distracted for a moment by another child, and that's all it took.)

Water is my own biggest fear. Pools and shallow creeks don't bother me anymore, but water that I can't see through to tell how deep it is, what's "down there", or fast- moving water will keep me firmly on the shore. That comes from nearly drowning when I was 8. I was pulled out by another girl a couple of years older than me, but she had to wait until I'd blacked out before she could help me. I guess I was thrashing too much, and she got bruised and scratched for her efforts. I owe her my life! The last thing I remembered before hearing her telling me to "just breathe" was realizing that I'd never see my family again or be able to tell them I loved them, but being so sleepy and peaceful and knowing it was alright.

Needless to say, our girls know how to swim and I try to take them to the beach whenever we can go. I don't want them to grow up being afraid of the water just because I'm uneasy around it. So far so good!

Dreamer1

Without a doubt the most scariest thing in the world is a spider... the older I get the worse my fear of them is becoming... Gah, just typing the word makes my skin crawl. At least no one seems to suffer pogonophobia here so I'm ok

I am afraid of pretty young wenches.

It may stem in part from the pain () my owner inflicts on me when I stare too hard......

Without a doubt . . . heights. I can get nauseous looking out the window too long. I learned to deal with it when I was younger by walking mountain trails and becoming an aircrew member.
I probably should add confined spaces . . . I nearly washed out of aircrew survival school at the point when I was required to enter a small wooden cube about 3.5 feet to a side, while blindfolded, knowing that it would be up to someone else to decide when I could get out. Somehow, I dealt with it, but wouldn't want to do it again.

My fears? How much time do you have?! Lets see spiders, snakes, drowning..well death in general, losing Allan, water I can't see the bottom of, that my mother will die before I can get to her and say good-bye, and last but not least.... CLOWNS!!!!! I lost my mom at the circus when I was 3 and got surrounded by clowns. They wouldn't let me leave till my mom came and found me. No clowns, no way, no thank you!

~~ Without seeming to be on an anylists' couch, my greatest fear would be realizing i am no longer a productive member of society. Meaning that I no longer have anything else worthy to contribute. ~~ Strange maybe?~~ but alas, 'tis me.

I have many of the same fears that most of you, heights, drowning (almost drowned when I was five), snakes and scorpions which we have plenty of here in Arizona! Losing my husband, clowns! I HATE clowns too Celeste! Driving in snow and ice, which is why I moved back to Arizona. Earthquakes! I grew up in California! Getting a terminal disease where people have to take care of me. And the most important in which I can relate to Wyld Piper is no longer being able to contribute to society. I had a setback in my artwork today and I am feeling most depressed about it right now. Like why bother and what do I do now?

Clowns? Then you can fear ME! Bwaa Haaa Haaa.
I am both an amature clown and a court jester. But I am a NICE clown. The jester is a mite on the evil side, though.... I must find the forum for posting characters and describe my evil twin, er, my CHARACTER.