By specific, I mean not general fears like fear of heights or spiders.
Getting my eyeball cut by a snake plant or “Mother in Laws tongue”. Too many close calls as a child
Very specific weird fear:
One time, when I was a kid, I was on a road trip and we stopped at a McDonalds for some food and to use the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and the floor, walls and ceiling all had the same tile covering them. I don’t know why, but when the door closed, I was so fucking terrified I made it halfway to the toilet and then turned around and ran out. It was such a strange experience and I have no idea why it got to me that bad.
The flesh eating disease. It’s everywhere and you can get it from a minor cut.
the WHAT disease??
The what now? It’s where?
WHAT‽
Congrats on your new fear.
https://www.webmd.com/skin-problems-and-treatments/necrotizing-fasciitis-flesh-eating-bacteria
Jesus. I long for simpler days, when my deepest fear was prions.
Losing all of my memories, and therefore proof that I’ve lived, to hereditary dementia.
I have a fear of being wrongly accused/arrested for something horrific, like murder, and then when I’m taken in for questioning I do what you’re supposed to and refuse to speak and ask for a layer, but that just makes everyone suspect me more and I end up in prison.
Trust me, STFU and stay strong. My wife watches stupid crime shows every night, and every night it’s a bunch of white trash happily talking their dumbasses off to the cops. Makes me want to scream.
Never being able to get out from my family’s thumb. Dying misirable, bitter, and angry at the world because my whole life was squandered. Realizing my one chance to have avoided all this passed thirty years ago and even then it was at best a half-chance.
Skil-saw blade coming off and hitting me in the face
The most gnarly scar I’ve ever seen was from a Skil saw. He was a former roofer. Roofers would get tired of dealing with the blade guard; They don’t typically have a place to put sawhorses up on a slanted roof, and they don’t want to constantly be passing sheets of plywood up and down the ladders to make cuts on the ground… So they want to be able to do things like make plunge-cuts (which the blade guard gets in the way of) with only one hand, while holding the plywood with their other hand. So it became standard practice (not best safety practice, but still standard practice) to wire the blade guard open.
So he had his guard wired open. He made his cut, and then set the saw down. The issue is that his trigger was stuck, so the saw didn’t stop. And without the blade guard to protect it, it was just the bare saw blade spinning against the wood roof. The saw quickly ran away at like 70MPH, with the blade acting as a sort of wheel. His foot snagged the power cord, it whipped back around, and the saw came back at him.
It hit his left ankle, ran all the way up his left leg, went all the way up and across his torso, and exited via his right shoulder. It apparently peeled him open like a can opener, right before he fell off the roof and dislocated his shoulder from the fall. He didn’t bother taking off his pants to confirm it, but I saw the scar starting at his ankle, and it ran all the way up his chest to his shoulder.
So yeah, Skil saws are fucking terrifying. The only thing scarier is the table saw, because that’s where the vast majority of lost fingers happen.
Well, this certainly fucking helps hahaha. I worked in residential construction for several years (cribbing, framing, roofing, drywall) and the shortcuts people took are just… Insanity. Been twenty years since I was last on a worksite and I still flinch.
A slow and painful death. Also,injury causing brain damage.
Pool drains. Hate them. Whenever I go swimming, I always avoid them.
That is a rational concern:
(TW - pool drains)
Not much at this point. After having open heart surgery and having my heart stop a couple of times, I’m not really scared of much.
If it’s okay, would you explain why? Did you make your preparations in case of death, or are like “give your best shot, life”?
Really, the only thing I was scared of was needles. Well, I’ve been poked and stabbed more times since 2018 than I can count. Another blood draw and IV last Thursday in fact.
Your perspective on fear and pain changes once you’ve been cracked open like a lobster and laced back up with metal like a ballet slipper.
My coworker once had a paramedic push adenosine when he started having heart arrhythmia. The main side effect for adenosine is an overwhelming feeling of impending doom. Apparently it’s to help hit the reset button on your heart… But it also just happens to make you think you’re 100% going to die in the next two seconds. Apparently it was a full blown transformative experience for him.
I hear ya. Being told I was going to die within a couple years and getting my brain drilled through my skull, the normal petty fears melt away. Totally over the fear of needles now. You and are in the “I should be dead, IDGAF” club now 🤝
A year ago January I woke up in the hospital and a nurse comes in.
“Were you asleep about an hour ago?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Your heart stopped for eight seconds.”
“Um… ‘thank you’? I don’t know the correct response to that…”
I’m terrified that I smell bad and nobody is telling me.
I had this one friend who smelled like piss one day and everybody I knew was afraid to say something. I sometimes think about that situation and if it was the right thing to brush it off and not tell him or to tell the guy.
If I smelled like piss for just one day, I’d rather never know about it. If I always smelled like piss, I’d rather know.
I dont want to hold babies. I have a fear that I will drop it and I am not sure what I would say to the parents. Im not sure what is going to happen when I have kids
LOL, I got over that early. Dropped a cousin on her baby head as a child.
Did she die?
Im not sure what is going to happen when I have kids
For me, it went like this:
- I’m afraid I’ll drop or hurt this tiny helpless child.
- But this tiny helpless child can’t even go drink milk by itself.
- I guess I can only make things better helping it get milk. I’ll just be really careful.
- That wasn’t so bad. I guess I can do this.
Then repeat in stages every 15 minutes or so as it needs diapers, or cuddles to warm up, or cleaned, or milk again, or diapers again.
Until eventually I’m confidently picking it up in a moment of complete terror so that it won’t run out into traffic.
This does make me feel better. My wife keeps saying I need to hold babies to get over it (I suppose similar to your experience, hold it and realize it ain’t that bad). We’ll see how it goes. I don’t plan on having kids until I finish grad school though so I do have some time to prepare myself to face my fear: baby droppin. Thank you kind stranger for the words of wisdom
My car breaking down at a railroad crossing while a train is coming towards me.
Honestly, as long as you can just coast across, you’ll be fine. The people who get into trouble are the ones who intentionally stop (like maybe a red light across the tracks) and then can’t start again. Even with the giant “do not stop on tracks” signs, people are just stupid and park across them anyways.
So just make sure you stop before the tracks, or that you have enough speed to get clear of them. There shouldn’t ever really be a scenario where you’re forced to actually stop on the tracks.
The fear that humanity will never accomplish our full potential and will kill ourselves within the next century or 2.
That and the open endless ocean
The MAGAstapo breaks down my door at 2 AM
… seriously? I mean, that sucks, and I’m sorry.
This is seriously a fear of yours? Do you think many others having such fears? What exactly is the magastapo?
It’s the intense feelings, the “us vs them” mentality in politics that hate to the core.
