Oh goody. Day eight of the Ten Day You Challenge is about fears. I kind of covered some of these on day one, so maybe today's fears will be a little less serious.
Day Three: Eight Fears1. High speeds. I HATE being in a super fast moving vehicle. I think it's more of a fear of crashing that the actual speed itself, but there's definitely a correlation between the speed of the vehicle and the likelihood of a crash.
2. Failure. Ok, this one's pretty serious (as in not funny, not as in paralyzing in its severity). I think I let fear of failure get in the way of a lot of things I wanted to do when I was younger. It's not so bad anymore. I'll take risks now that I wouldn't have dreamed of taking five years ago, but I still worry that I won't measure up.
3. This one is VERY specific...and entirely irrational: Hippies on Shelter Cove Road after dark. I'm pretty sure no one but my mom and my husband will get this one, but there's this dark, creepy road that we take the get to my family's house in Shelter Cove. It's in Humboldt County and for some reason I have this irrational fear of hippies (and their abandoned hippie cars) "getting me" when we drive down the road after dark. I have to have the windows rolled up and I get all anxious and fidgety. Feel free to think I'm a crazy person. I do.
4. Foodborne illness. If there's a possibility it's gone bad, I throw it out. I take NO chances when it comes to bad food. I also check all my utensils at restaurants. I REALLY don't want someone else's illness.
5. Getting in trouble. I was a pretty big goodie two shoes as a kid and it was all because I was afraid of getting in trouble. I got pulled over recently because my registration sticker hadn't come yet and it was expired and I cried when the cop left me with my fix it ticket.
6. Change. It's bizarre, I both love and fear change. It leaves me feeling misplaced when major changes take place, but I still crave change sometimes. Maybe that's normal, I don't know. All I know is that when I was younger, I used to spend HOURS rearranging my room only to lie down in bed, get this overwhelming sense of dread and get up to change it all back before I could sleep.
7. Heights. I have this recurring dream about being on an elevator and it's going up, but it doesn't stop on the top floor. It just keeps going until we've shot out of the building and now I'm high in the sky and so terrified I can't move. In the real world, I won't go near "the edge," but I'll peek over it as long as I have something solid to hold onto.
8. At the moment, Bleeding. I'm on anticoagulants and it's a real problem if I start seriously bleeding because I just won't stop. Once I'm off the medication, this fear will turn to: Blood clots because my blood doesn't clot normally and I'm terrified that once I am no longer taking medication to prevent it, I'll end up back in the hospital.
Well, there you have it. Eight fears. Do share yours with me, won't you? ASHLEY!!!...(and, you know, anyone else who feels the urge)