Heights, depths; but not consistently.
After considerable reflection, I realised that a lack of a margin for error is what truly terrifies me.
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Heights, depths; but not consistently.
After considerable reflection, I realised that a lack of a margin for error is what truly terrifies me.
That what ultimately ends my time here, will be my own fault.
And spiders... Fuck spiders.
I have a phobia with butterfly spawn, the wiggly kind.
Can't look at it, don't wanna talk about it either cuz then the image pop up in my mind.
Don't mind the adult form or the pupa. Also fine with other larvae since they all mostly look the same.
I've had health issues since I was a kid (all stemming from developing Crohn's Disease symptoms before I was even a teenager), and a lot of them still haven't been resolved (in part of reasons such as developing new conditions due to medications I took to treat another condition). One of the worst things I fear is that if I randomly end up leaving this world in a way that incurs an autopsy, the results will end with something like "Damn, this man had issues. If his doctors had known about X then he could've lived a much better life, the treatment is simple".
I go through so much, and I've done countless research to try to track down possibilities that my doctors hadn't considered (some of my research has in fact lead to me finding out new things that my doctors didn't account for, even as of this year) - and I always have this terrifying doubt of "What if I had just chosen a different doctor, the next one on the list might've had this idea years ago and prevented some of this". That line of thinking of "Could've, should've, would've" doesn't help of course (as my friend likes to tell me "What if the sky were green?") but that doesn't stop me from thinking about it more often than I'd like to.
Lot of contenders really! And the only solution is to try not to think about it, these are things I can't do a god damn thing about.
Heart disease
Brain aneurysms
The fact that just experiencing negative emotions degrades your health (that is so unfair); depressed because everything's gone to shit? Mad because people keep fucking you over? You don't live as long because of it.
Basically let's just say all the ways the human body can fail you and isn't equipped properly for the lives we lead. The food I'm "supposed" to eat disgusts me, and I could be on the verge of death at any given moment and not know it.
The fact that we're less than a single ember in the history of the universe and all that astronomers believe is charted to happen after us is like, incomprehensibly massive cosmic events, lot of black holes.
The fact that some day I'm going to die and that's just going to be it is chilling, the most I can hope to is try to be one of the "fortunate" ones that makes it to around 100 years of age; and even then I'll probably be tired of it and physically/mentally degraded pretty severely by then. What's it like after you die? It's exactly the same as it was before you were born.
Oh yeah, black holes. You go near one of them and time slows down as you're torn apart at the atomic level. Imagine falling into a meat grinder but it takes a thousand years, or a million. You'd be insane and dead.
The idea of suffering in silence while people either can't see that you're distressed or don't care. This could apply to just being depressed and wishing you had friends, or like, actually having something bad happen to you where you'd be fine if you had another person around, but you don't. Something like choking or falling off a ladder while living on your own.
Climate change and the fading light of earth's biodiversity .
The rise of political folks who desire modern fascism.
Late stage capitalism and its tendency to basically make the entire world worse.
I'm gonna be honest, I don't like the amount of power big corporations have. Nintendo is currently abusing their power to stifle their competition and potentially harm the future of gaming. Google recently proved that they have pretty much full control over the internet. Microsoft is ruining the entire PC market. I could name more but these are the first few that came to mind.
Honestly not to take away from your fear but it's the light at the end of a tunnel. I can't just walk into the ocean and leave my family and pets to fend for themselves, but when it eventually happens it'll be a relief.
Being born. Don't want to make that mistake again.
If it’s any comfort, it rarely happens.
Medical needles/injections, and that moment when we die. Not death itself, but that moment when the lights go out. I feel like I'll know and be very scared. Also mold for some reason. I can't bring myself to touch it or clean it, so I just have to prevent it or, worse case, chuck whatever has the mold.
Change. Particularly the kind I can't deal with.
The past year or two in the online landscape has been turbulent and has shown me that I fall back to the familiar as a coping mechanism. And if that familiar should be unavailable... Ouch. ;_;
If you can't control the change, why would you treat yourself as if it's your fault? Change is inevitable. Learn to be at peace with yourself and exterior changes won't affect how you feel.
I would suggest a few books for you if you're interested.
Time. Imagine not just you disappearing but all humans. Given enough time absolutely nothing lasts.