We all have them. Fears.
They aren't very pleasant, overall.
Although some people appear to enjoy being scared, I am not one of them (what I mean is, I have never willingly viewed a horror film or anything stronger than a good thriller, even though I know they are quite popular - the daily horrors my own mind can think up are plenty, thank you very much).
In my own life, my fears have their own internal hierarchy - a fear food chain if you will.
At the top is that ultimate in all fears - one which I blog about quite a lot - death.
If death isn't scary then I don't know what is (although here again, I have heard from readers through the years who aren't at all afraid of death for one reason or another, and all I can say here is, you are my heroes!).
Then there are what I politely term the "stretch fears." Like stretch goals, they may in time come to pass. But then again, they may not.
A good example of a stretch fear for me is losing everything and becoming a bag lady and dying alone and in pain on the streets. I am a little less afraid of this fear after a workshop several years ago challenged its participants (moie included) to actually visualize one of our worst fears, moving progressively through it right til the, well, gulp, end.
In the end, so to speak, it wasn't quite so fearful as I had imagined it to be.
Then there are the more mundane fears - the worker fears, I suppose. Like worker bees or worker ants, they lead very unglamorous lives, literally living for their five minutes or even five seconds of fame when they get their chance to scare me half to death.
The worker fears aren't so death-defying, perhaps, but that unfortunately doesn't reduce their potency when they get their chance to shine. Like so.....
I was born and raised in Texas. After moving away for several years I returned and have lived here ever since. So you might think I have over time grown immune to the particularly gruesome sight of a large flying Texas cockroach scampering across the floor, ceiling, wall, driveway, bathtub.
Let me cut the suspense. I haven't.