The List: 3 Legitimate Fears

 Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.


1. Tornadoes, I have no idea how it became a fear or even when. For as long as I can remember I have been terrified of tornadoes. If I had to guess where it comes from it was passed on to me from my Mom. My Mom is also terrified of tornadoes. When I was little my Mom would send me to the basement to sit on a bench and sit when there was a real threat of needing to be in the basement. (remember from my last post where I refer to the basement being a creepy place) When I find out that there is a chance of tornadoes I start to panic, especially if I am not at home. If I am not at home the panic is more intense than it would be if I were at home. Growing up and even in recent years I would pack bags, yes bag(S), of items I don't want to lose if a tornado hits. Now most of these items are in a storage tub in the basement. These items are mostly pictures, yearbooks, photos from over the years, photos of my grandparents, and other items that can not be replaced. I need to make copies of some of these items so I can actually hang the pictures on my walls or show them to people.

2. Spiders, they are just plain creepy. I don't know when or how but I am terrified of these eight-legged things that I don't see have a purpose in the world. No matter the size, big or small they are terrifying. The one that I am certain one day will kill me is the one that drops down from my visor in the car as I am driving. This has happened to me multiple times and each time it happens I go cross eyed and can only think about the spider, not driving and I panic because I don't want to touch it but if I don't smash it between my hands it will be on my lap or worse my face. If there is one in my house (which I know there are I just refuse to think about it) and I try to kill it and it runs under the couch or bed or behind something, I have to find it and make sure it dies. I can not assume that I got it until I see it curled up.

3. Unknown- I have the fear of the unknown. I can get caught up in all of the "what-ifs" and "if-only's" It doesn't consume me, I am not always thinking about it all but when I do its a downward spiral. Its easy to say "dont worry about it, theres nothing we can do to change it" but I worry that I missed something that I could have changed. What could I have done differently, how could I have helped. This is where I have the best husband in the world and will speak sense to me.