HighLlama wrote:
Eye contact. When I think of people in general I tend to imagine someone yelling and waving their hands in my face.
Having to be in a retirement home. Then my routines and hobbies will be sidelined, and I'll be in a prison where social interaction with strangers is the punishment.
Ugh, add a new fear to my long list: a retirement home.
I totally agree with you. My fear with that would be having a roommate that would blare a TV all the time when I wouldn't want a TV in my room, period. Needle sticks, people touching me, no peace and quiet, horrible food. Yeah, I'd say hell on earth.
I have a fear of things crawling on me like ticks, earwigs, centipedes, spiders or roaches. I've had all of those crawl on me except roaches (thankfully). Once I'm dead, have at me. I don't fear that. It's while I'm alive.
Venipunctures. I hate them.
Loud noises.
Fear of failing to provide for my family.