I fear aging.
Shit, I'm getting older. Like, every day.
I fear losing my mind.
The phone is ringing....Where did I set the phone? Have I eaten yet? I think...wait. What was I talking about?
I fear poverty.
God doesn't love me.
Some of my fears are reasonable: snakes, clowns, Michael Bolton.... duh. Yet some of them are irrational: all the what ifs? in life, and OMG, Is that a booger? Then there is the greatest fear of all, the one that I had during childhood. The mere sight of this terror trigger would have me screaming and sobbing and sprinting from the room, as fast as my bony legs would carry me. It was not a bug, nor was it even alive (I wish that I would have known this fact). It was this:
|Introducing: Madame from Hollywood Squares.|
I didn't even want to Google her image, but I did.
She is terrifying.
The sight of her still sends chills down my spine.
picture from advocate.com
*And I feel like I need to apologize to my friend who fears hummingbirds for laughing at her so hard that I practically peed myself when we were sitting on a deck, being swarmed by Kamikaze Hummingbirds.... I'm a horrible person. I'm going to send her an apology by facebook message now.