Alright, so here’s my second post for the 30 day writing challenge! Here, I’m being asked to announce to the world what three fears of mine are. So, let’s get started.
Describe 3 Legitimate Fears You Have and Explain How They Became Fears:
- Sharks & Bears
- Alright, so I’m not necessarily afraid of sharks and bears. I’ve worked at zoos with bears and had no problem hand feeding them, interacting with them, etc. Same with sharks. I’ve been scuba diving and am in fact dive certified and have swam amongst huge sharks and felt no fear. But for some reason, when I’m in the ocean, I am constantly thinking about a shark swimming up to me and biting off my toe, or when I’m camping I’m insanely paranoid about a bear smelling my cliff bar and ravaging my campsite and taking my life. Maybe these are legitimate fears? I don’t know. I don’t think it’s necessarily the shark or the bear that scares me; it’s more so the fear of the unknown wilderness that sends chills down my spine. Ask anyone that’s been camping or swimming with me; I am legitimately freaking out about these things. It’s actually kind of embarrassing. I think these fears might come from my childhood obsession with animal planet. I was constantly watching that program and there would always be some show about “nasty animal encounters.” I guess that stuck with me. It could also come from my fear of being exposed in wide open spaces. When I was younger, one of my biggest fears was the thought of being left out in an open field. I didn’t even like swimming in large swimming pools alone. I don’t like feeling like everything can see me and I can’t see it. Whatever the reason, it’s stupid and needs to not be thing.
- Stinging Insects
- I know, the “animal freak” is suspiciously afraid of many animals. These fears come out of respect though. If you’ve ever eaten lunch with me and a bumble bee buzzes my, I don’t know how to “just chill.” I’ve tried that approach. I swear, I think there’s something in my blood that smells good to them. Even when I relax and sit still, they’ve literally flown around me, landed on me, and stung me. Since that approach doesn’t work, I have a new one: dramatically get up from my chair and run away shrieking while slinging my arms around to keep away the perpetrator. It’s worked so far. I know exactly where this fear comes from. When I was 5 years old, I was waiting in line outside with my class. I felt a horrible stinging sensation one my arm and reached my hand up my sleeve to see what it was. I pulled out a wasp that clung gently on my finger. I saw it spin in a circle on my finger, position itself, then proceed to sting the tip of my finger. Ever since then, me and stinging insects are not cool.
- Airplane Toilets
- Ok, I’m not even going to defend myself from this. That shit is scary. If you’ve ever flown on an airplane, you know that flush is ridiculously loud. Like seriously, what the hell is going on? It is being sucked into a vacuum in space? Whatever it is, I don’t like it. I always make sure to plug my ears then flush with my foot. I don’t even know where this fear comes from. When I was little I was afraid of flushing toilets. I used to flush them as quickly as I could and run out of the bathroom and slyly as possible, though I don’t think I was fooling anyone.
So, I guess I could’ve talked about some deeper stuff like “the fear of ending up alone” or “the inevitability of death”, but these are just the first three things I could think of. Enjoy!