<p>Ever since I was a little girl in Alabama and a tornado ripped through our neighborhood and destroyed the house next door, I’ve been terrified of tornadoes. Yet I watch coverage of them when they happen to the point that my husband thinks I’m a total psycho. I have dreams where I am racing through town, looking for a safe place to escape an impending tornado. I’ve watched the movie Twister more times than I can count. Tonight I’ve been following the coverage of these recent terrible storms. </p>
<p>My sister is terrified of sharks, for reasons unbeknownst to me. She refuses to go into the ocean on vacations. </p>
<p>What are you afraid of? Or are you like my DH, feeling that nothing bad could ever happen to you?</p>
<p>I am, surprisingly, afraid of decaying flesh. I once saw a cat (and several other animals) in verious states of decay, and that did it.</p>
<p>Another one is that i am afraid of allergic reactions from medications. I had one this past winter and I was at school. They had to call the ambulance because the nurses thought it would be a better idea than me sitting with them should it happen.</p>
<p>I am just now starting to get over my fear of food. This came about because i hurt so much with whatever i ate. There are still quite a few foods i have yet to retry, but i do try to try something “new” everyweek.</p>
<p>I’m afraid that my husband will die relatively young, and our kids will move far, far away, and H’s siblings and their families will move to a colony on the moon – and I will be left to take care of my father-in-law!!!</p>
<p>I’m terrified both of tornadoes and sharks. Tornadoes are justified; I live in Indiana and have been through some. Sharks is completely based on the movie “Jaws”. I bet that movie ruined the ocean for many people.</p>
<p>I’d like to be like your H. Unfortunately, I’m much more prone to be anxious about things.</p>
<p>I knew I forgot something huge. Yes, public speaking! I really admire those who can speak so easily in front of a crowd. I consider anything more than one a crowd…</p>
<p>Of being conscious of dying. But not of being dead. Go figure.</p>
<p>I’m also afraid of even small heights, (one story roof). Yet I’ve flown a plane upside down, did spins and barrel rolls and enjoyed it intensely. Go figure.</p>
<p>Honestly, this is silly, but I’m afraid of getting myself into a situation like Sherman McCoy in Bonfire of the Vanities… Making one sort of small error, and then making an escalating series of bad decisions resulting in total catastrophy. My nightmares are sort of like that.</p>
<p>When I was young I also had nighmares of tornadoes, and nuclear bombs. Standing on the patio of a mansion on a cliff , watching a georgous orange mushroom cloud, and knowing that this was the beginning of the end.</p>
<p>Heights for me–in order to look over the edge of a cliff, I have to get down on my belly and peek over. I don’t feel comfortable around authority figures–police, doctors, etc. (although teachers are okay). I am a law abiding citizen…just get nervous around police.</p>