Fear
I am sure that everyone has at least one phobia. One fear that will always pop up when least expected.
While I have lots (LOTS) of mild phobias, there is one that is my biggest fear.
Death.
I know that there are a lot of people that have this same fear, but I wonder how many people have those thoughts multiple times a day.
It’s not just the fear of what happens after, which for me is actually pretty low on the list. It’s more like how is it going to happen, when is it going to happen, will it hurt, and what am I going to miss?
Scenarios
I have to cross the street at the proper crosswalk so I don’t get hit by a car. I’m convinced that I will get cancer at some point in my life due to my family medical history. Is the person sitting next to me on the bus a serial killer who will decapitate me? Does the person that just walked into the room have a bomb in their backpack?
Yes I know that they are some strange and random thoughts but that is what goes through my brain every time I leave the house. Sometimes it’s even things that come to mind while I’m home as well.
Are you ready for some funny thoughts?
I can’t shower when there is no one home because I’m afraid that while I am in the shower the floor will collapse and the bathtub with me in it will fall one or more floors and crash in a pile of porcelain.
When I hear tires screeching on the road outside I worry that it will crash into the corner on the first floor of our building and then the rest of the building will fall.
I worry that when there is a big storm, lightning will enter through an open window bounce around the apartment killing everyone inside then set it on fire. Or that the wind will blow the tree outside right through our window.
The reality of it all
According to the famous saying, there are two things you can’t avoid in life; taxes and death. I know that it is an inevitability, which might be why I fear it so much. But on the other hand I don’t feel the same dread when it is tax season.