What were you afraid of when you were little? Are you still afraid of that thing/those things now?
Fear is a strange thing. It has changed quite a bit as I’ve gotten older.
When I was little…
I used to think there were monsters under my bed, but because I was so hot-natured, I’d end up sticking one foot out of the covers during the night, only to wake up, realize that and quickly cover my foot up. 😛
Being in a dark room wasn’t too scary, but shadows were. Sometimes they looked like scary beings or frightening faces. (Not always great to have an active imagination…)
Falling was always the biggest one. I think it comes from falling out of a second-story window when I was 2 or 3 years old. No broken bones or bruises… just a mom who screamed so loudly, my dad heard her from a half-mile away! 🙂
Now that I’m older…
The loss of loved ones. People being in your life one moment and then gone in the next. Yes, I know it’s all a part of living, but it’s a fear all the same.
The concept of forever/infinity. Not sure why this is so scary to me, but when I think about it, my stomach seems to twist and turn in strange ways.
I’m still frightened of falling. I will stand on a chair or a step-ladder when I absolutely have to, but it is NOT something which brings a smile to my face!
So, what scares you? What kind of fears do you have?
(Oh, haunted houses at amusement parks aren’t thrilling places for me, either… especially Japanese ones because most of them are a walk-through type of thing!)