The thing you're most afraid of...
There's lots of things I'm afraid of, although the fear of them don't rule my life. Like heights, extreme heights. Like visiting the former-Sears Tower in Chicago, entire glass wall looking out to below? No thank you. Claustrophobia, being too closed in and not able to breathe. Bugs with lots of legs - spiders, CENTIPEDES. Hairy yucky fast-moving can't-kill-em centipedes!
Sensitive things like embarassment. Something happens and everyone just looks at you and noone comes to your rescue? Hate that. Other people's opinions of me. I remember when I went back to college to become a surgical tech and some classmates invited me out to a happy hour and one woman told me I was a goody two-shoes and EVERYONE in class thought so. Mind you at the time I was back at school I was 29 years old, this woman was in her late 40's, and in my confusion (and sadness - I remember leaving and crying in my car cuz hey, i'm sensitive) I thought gosh, everyone thinks that of me? And, why is a goody two-shoes a bad thing? I loved college and what I was learning so I paid attention and asked questions. Guess who got a job out of the gate and who didn't? Mmmhmm.
But what I'm most afraid of is how my kids will turn out. Have I ruined them with too much yelling? Not paying enough attention? Poor diet habits? Will they have good values when they reach puberty and are able to say no to things they're not ready for? Are they making life-long friends? Will they know how to talk on the phone or write a letter instead of texting and zoning out on a device? That is my fear, am I bringing up my children right.
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