This is why I love the internet. Nothing wants to sting you. (Well, ok, not many things do)gmaverick019 said:
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What is your greatest fear?
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And, I don't have to leave my house. Fuck bugs.
My greatest fear? The world ending on the 21/12/2012.
Not because the world is ending, but because all those idiots were right >_>
Not because the world is ending, but because all those idiots were right >_>
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Oh, I just thought of something that does not require 10 paragraphs of exposition, I'm afraid of not being myself, I mean there was this time that I accidentally got high on children's pain medication with 4 pills (oh by the way I was 16 when that happened) and I started laughing at random shit and then I panicked because I don't laugh I have a bad sense of humor, I mean that's why I don't drink or do any drugs and that's why I always try to make characters on RPGs look like myself.
And yes I love being me even if it's not all that great.
And yes I love being me even if it's not all that great.
If you think about it, your rational fear is really an irrational fear. I'm going to assume, for the sake of argument, that you are a mundane and unimportant person. Its ok, 99% of the world is.Spartan X1 said:
Given that you are someone really rather ordinary and run of the mill, what really objective defense do you have to offer for your being worth remembering? Theres a billion Joes just like you, no better no worse. Why should you be afraid that you, just one of these theoretical Joes, is forgotten. Certainly the world loses nothing great.
Its ultimately an irrational and selfish desire to be preserved, to leave something behind, no matter whether you deserve to leave something behind or not.
All fears have irrational premises for their base. Why? Because logic and rationality by its nature doesn't make value statements, it doesn't take sides.
To Paraphrase Heraclitus, the only constant is that there is no constants. Everything is in constant motion, constant change, including you. If you are going to regard one particular state or another as your self, then I have terrible news for you, you're constantly dieing. You were once a baby who was subsumed by a child, subsumed by a teenager, to be subsumed by an adult, to be subsumed by an old person, to be subsumed by a corpse.Kaleion said:
The only way to maintain any sense of person, you have to identify with the change itself. You are not one state or the next, but the flow of change between states. Only when you recognize yourself as this flow of change between states, to understand the relationship of the one to the other to the next, can you have any sense of continuity of your life. This means that you must also acknowledge your drug-addled states as a part of your person.
The closest thing I have to a phobia is centipedes... FUCK CENTIPEDES! Spiny, creepy demons attempting to suck out my soul through their horrible hundred-or-so spines! Which aren't even really feet! FUCK!
Okay, so maybe it's a genuine phobia. If I see a centipede, I hyperventilate, piss myself, and run away. But I'm still a man!
Seriously though--have you seen these foot-long centipedes that live in Hawaii?
FUCK. THAT.
Okay, so maybe it's a genuine phobia. If I see a centipede, I hyperventilate, piss myself, and run away. But I'm still a man!
Seriously though--have you seen these foot-long centipedes that live in Hawaii?
FUCK. THAT.
If be incapacitates, you mean, what do I run away from while screaming like a little girl? Than ants, as a child I had a friend step on a red ant hill and I watched them swarm up his body like some kind of thermometre... since then if I see more than ten ants in one place at one time I cease to function, save for the 'panic and run away' part of my brain.
Failing with life I suppose, otherwise I've been pretty jaded with my fascination of horror games. Heights make me feel uncomfortable too but it doesn't go beyond the natural instinct to watch my step a bit more carefully.
the fear of my teeth beeing forcably taken/knocked out. irrational yes, but i can't think about it without feeling a pain of some sort.
I am not sure if I have encountered anything in my life that would illicit such a response as paralyzing fear. But, if you were to ask me what scares me the most now, I would say my depression. The fact that I feel like there's something wrong with me somewhere inside scares the everliving crap out of me.
To be completely and truly honest?
*looks feverishly from side to side*
Screamers.
The YouTube kind.
*looks feverishly from side to side*
Screamers.
The YouTube kind.
I think my greatest fear is becoming my father. don't really feel like getting into it right now, but suffice to say we don't really get along (although it has been getting better over the last few months).
Or if you want something a bit less heavy it would have to be my fear of heights. I have such an extreme fear of heights I can't even climb a ladder without freezing up and starting to panic.
Or if you want something a bit less heavy it would have to be my fear of heights. I have such an extreme fear of heights I can't even climb a ladder without freezing up and starting to panic.
