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Since working in elderly care, I've always feared dying alone and not being found for some time

Fear is Antaresia maculosa...in English, snake...

Fear is the root and cause of all negative emotions.  By direct correlation it influences poorly thought out reactions.  I have discovered that if you can eliminate fear from your life then you can eliminate depression, worry, anger, jealousy, revenge, and various other unsavory feelings.  Some might say that this would make you a psychopath or a robot.  Although I agree that it is impossible to completely eliminate fear from your life; realizing that it would be a positive option might encourage all of us to strive in that direction.

When I divorced I had to get to the point where I wasn't afraid anymore of what other thought of me.  I found true freedom in not caring what others thought of me, when I got there in my mind.  Too often I think we give in to the negative fear based feelings.  I know that I do have some level of control over these feelings spiraling out of control.  If they were not checked they could have led to worse responses than I could have thought of previously.  I use meditation and I take time to calm my mind when I am assailed by these fearful emotions.

If I am right and if every negative reaction and emotion is based in essense by fear then wouldn't it be prudent to eliminate it as much as possible? 

I also think a proactive approach would be the best idea anyone could try.  Try to see everything from another perspective.  Try to understand that people all do the best they can. 

I am afraid of spiders and I do not think that is irrational they are quite creepy.  I can't talk myself out of that, because whereas hatred creeps into my heart, a spider can creep up my pants leg and bite me.  I guess that is better than hatred taking a nibble out of my heart, but then again I only have control over myself.  I have not control over arachnids.  Nasty little creatures!

Fear to me is what hides away in the dark recesses of my mind, slinking away from illumination but showing it's ugly face when I need reassurance the most.

I fear some of the comments below. SAVE ME.

I'm thinking about dividing fears into some broad categories. First, there are the physically felt, real world gut fears - fear of hitting the ground really hard that keeps you back from the edge of the cliff or fear of pain that keeps you away from that bully across the street or the burner on the stove. Then there are the ones that you have to work to imagine - such as the alien freak with tentacles coming out of its head ready to pop up just outside your window while you're in a wistful reverie washing dishes at night. Eeeeek!
Then there are the socially oriented fears, which sometimes seem worse than the others, because they can keep you hostage and eat away at your self-esteem. Fear of being awkward in conversation, of saying something only you don't realize is embarrassing. David Dukovney's television character of Hank Moody has helped me deal with this kind of fear. I have decided to try accepting that if I'm going to stick my foot in my mouth (or someplace worse), I might as well go ahead and do it as many times as I need to, and observe the actual rather than imagined consequences, because that might be the only way I'm going to eventually be able to stop doing it and be freer, rather than neurotic.
Then finally, there are the vague, unsettling fears. Articulating these fears is often the biggest challenge in the process of dealing with them, often followed by figuring out where they come from and how realistic they are - what are their actual proportions. One that affects me lately is the fear that I have forgotten to do something important - not just turning out the lights or locking the door, but something weighty, something karmic, something that might leave me in the dark or shut out - from others or myself. It is the fear of going along thinking or convincing myself that I'm doing what I need to do, and then suddenly thinking that I've been doing nothing and am way behind. I really need to write and talk to other people when fears like this come up, because I can't tell if I have a clear perspective or not when I get into this situation.  Those four types of fears seem to me to be a good start to a useful exploration of this topic. Maybe I'll find others in here.

There is nothing to fear, but fear its self, it take many forms in our life, some fears we beat like the dark as a child, you will later learn to embrace it as an adult.  As I child I was scared of the Dark, now as and adult I treat as a friend taht protects me while I sleep.  As for getting over the doll fear!, I used to cut all their hair off and draw moustache and glasses on their faces!, if that don't make them less scarry I dont what else to say

I struggle whether fear is the voice of my intuition telling me to shut up or not do a thing for a reason or if the fear is just my usual anxiety over what I should or shouldn't say or if I should or shouldn't be friendly to some one or if I fear rejection again - or fear my inability to take a stand and accept rejection.

Falling headfirst into the chimmney of a back to back red brick terraced house. The chimney breast angles sharply and I am wedged upside down, unable to move. Nose broken, weight of body slowly breaking my neck. AArrrrgh!

I fear fear itself. Which is the only thing to be feared.

cdaroljean

All fears can be conquered - if you choose to illiminate
them by free will

If we're lucky, fear is a short term event. Those who live in fear every second of their lives, wheather real or imagined, must exist in a hellish nightmare, they can't awaken from.

Fear is not giving the unknown a chance to be known.
I would fear something because I am afraid of being disappointed with the outcome.  I learn not to expect much from others or any given situation, which gives me the will to want to give things a chance to find out why I should fear whatever the situation may be. I guess I would say that I have no fear of anything because I believe that there's things in this life  that  I can't control.  I would be greatly disappointed in myself if I would fear something and not understand why.

You might be interested in Clive Barker's Books of Blood. There is a captivating tale in this book dealing precisely with fear.

I have become most afraid of the fact that I have begun to not fear anything. Some dolls are creepy looking, but I would still touch them and even go so far as to keep them in my room at night. That is a more pyschological fear because lets face it, when was the last recorded "murder by doll?" I think snakes are gross, but I am not afraid of them. Some people fear the ocean, but that is because they do not respect it, much like the snake situation. I once slept on the third floor of an apartment that was unoccupied for 3 months (I was the last tenant and still had the key) alone without electricity. Here is where I say that I fear for myself because I am not afraid. Fear creates limits and boundaries in one's life, for their own protection.

I have fear of the public, unknown faces and unknown thought of how they view you or that they have already judged you for the way you dress or view things in life.  Being criticized can become a very big fear, not knowing how to react to it. The fear of becoming to close and then the fear of loss. Sitting on a bus feeling like the bus is getting smaller and all you want to do is get off, but you know that you have to try and face it.  Its taken me a long time but I have been able to go out into the public and ride buses but the fear is still very great for me

     I feel as though I have been alone within myself for as long as I can remember.  I know that probably sounds rather odd because we are all alone within ourselves, but what I really mean is that I don't always feel connected. 
     I have many family members, some acquaintances, and few close friends.  Every now and again one of them will do something that really touches me and I am overcome with  emotion.  I feel that due to that lack of perceived connections, I am overwhelmed when someone does something for me that awakens my heart and I am so afraid that everyone around me perceives this feeling so much more often than I do. 
     I guess I fear that I love so much more than I am loved.

I did fear of Dolls!

I heard there's  fear of bed.

i love spiders. i am scared of being trampled by large animals sometimes... i love donkeys though and horses sort of and i am scared of opening myself up to the world for fear of the sudden death of the fragile and delicate flower that may emerge. But it is a risk one must take!

i am scared of myself.

I think that fear can be a good thing also. Fear can stop a person from making a poor decision like trying drugs. Fear can motivate a person. If your biggest fear is failure, it will push you to succeed for fear of not. Fear of your mother will keep you from sneaking out. Fear of water will keep you from drowning.

Although I'm not saying that we should live our lives in fear. I am saying that fear itself can be a positive influence in a person's life and it is not all about poorly made horror movies but fear of real life things, like failure.

To me there are two principles in life  where every other concepts derive from: Fear and love!!! Fear comes from a part in your brain where you allow the negative thoughts to control your mind and body  at a specific moment. Fear is the opposite of love!!!From love, you get all the good feelings , thoughts, and therefore actions. From Fear, you get all those bad feelings that sometimes make your life miserable !! be careful with what you think, it might affect what you feel and what you do!!!

What fear is to me, god it's all the things that I want to do, have to do to live, stay alive, but am scared to do, because of the voices around and behind me.

When I lose the cautiousness, and allow myself to be whipped into another whirlspin, plummeting me wherever my mind is directed, that is when things begin to happen. I always find myself in a fumble, what usually appears to me as failure, to confuse my efforts, my progression.

It always seems to want to push me further. Once one fear is extinguished a greater one arises, meeting me with a new mission.

Tell me now, how's a girl to get a damn thing done with all this BS?

i like the idea here...

or about a fear of clowns?  those two things scare the bajesus outta me...

has anyone done anything about a fear of dolls?

Fear seeps into your pores like a fog... the way to wash yourself "clean" from fear so to speak is to recognize that the only fear is fear itself... false evidence appearing real - affirm your convictions, believe in yourself and as my dad  used to say "back up and double up" meaning take the fear head on!

In the words of my idol, Amy Lee, "Fear is only in our minds, but it's taking over all our time."

All of my fears, i got from bad dreams in my childhood.

I thought that my deepest fear was the deep ocean, in the black zones way down under...you are floating in hell with glowing, terrorizing creatures ensnaring you with their tentacles, and you can't scream for help.

But recently it's been rejection.  I am afraid my parents, my family, my friends will hate me.  They will hunt me down or cast me out because I'm not what they want me to be.  The thought of this is simply...horrifying.

Fear and anxiety totally consume us. Our hearts race and we feel as if we are drowning in it. Our bodies tremble with the dread of the unknown. The fear grips us and we feel paralyzed with it. We see nothing ahead but blackness with no hope. When it is all over we feel foolish of our feelings, but they were oh so real,and we were not in control......

"All the Women are White, All the Blacks are Men but Some of Us are Brave", as titled a 1982 book by Gloria Hull, Patricia Bell Scott and Barbara Smith. love this book

fear is not knowing.
not knowing what will become of you if you take the chance.
not understanding the circumstances.
not wanting to.
not having the strength to push past our deepest insecurities and overcome ourselves.
we are our greatest fear.
the realization that our potential for achievement is far more than we could ever know pushes us to hold ourselves back so that we may be sure not to end up doing something we do not understand. 
fear is nothing but the nonexistent boundaries we put up for ourselves.
fear.

(but what would we be without it?)

Fear... Simply, a state of mind. Physically, a desire to flea or fight.  Emotionally tiresome, bothersome, and cumbersome.  Without fear, without security.

Imagine; four walls, closing in on you- it's dark, but you can feel the room collapsing. Your breath becomes short and forced and your lungs start to hurt. You curl up, knees to your chest and you start panicking. You don't where you are, or why you're even there, but you start whimpering in hopes that someone can hear you, but no one does. You can't see anything. You can feel the room become smaller. The air gets warmer. You figure this is it. Thoughts race through youre mind, and you're scared of what comes after the pending doom. The walls are now touching your skin all around, from left and right, and top and bottom. Your back curls and you can feel your spine stretching in an unimaginable painful way. The wall pushes your head into your neck and your feet into your face. As you hear bones crack and organs burst, you suddenly feel nothing at all.

                               Autumn Leaves
                                        By David Grigorian

Yellow leaves slowly glided around me,
One gently brushed by my cheek, reminding me of his touch,
I heard someone calling me,
A leaf landed on my shoulder, I turned around,
I thought someone whispered my name, Guzaliya.

Childhood friend of mine had surfaced my memory,
We used to pick flowers, shower each other with autumn leaves,
I remember my first dance with him on a Halloween night,
What went wrong? He went dark and silent,

Lonely he was, solitude was his only company,
His entire life was shrouded in secrecy,
I grew up. I moved on, I was too good for him,
He never changed. He preserved his childhood ideals, his imagination, his universe,

I picked up a white feather,
He used to wear them in his hair. He offered to make me one,
He was inferior to me. I declined,
I never appreciated his passion, his dedication, his world,
Oh, David! Tears burst out of my eyes.

I longed for him to shower me with the yellow leaves,
The way his eyes studied my face,
I missed him, he loved me, he adored when I hugged him,
I wrapped my arms around myself wishing he was here,
To embrace him again, to feel his head on my shoulder,

A year ago he had invited me to his twenty-sixth birthday,
I refused to go to a loser’s boring party,
I saw him sitting under the tree, his face buried in his hands, his body trembling,
That evening he had died in a car accident,
I covered my face, leaned against a tree, and sobbed choking on my tears.

A leaf tenderly touched my shoulder,
         “Good-bye, Guzaliya,” he whispered, “Forever.”
The trees showered me with autumn leaves, his last tears,
        “No! David, no, no,” I fell on my knees trembling and weeping, “NO!”
“Good-Bye, Guzaliya, my dearest,”
“Good-bye…”
“Forever….”


I'm terrified I'll die never knowing what is like to have some one fall in love with me,  I'm afraid I have lost purpose of my worthless life, I'm scared of not being able to support myself,
I'm horrified of death, I fear.....fear.....

I fear big black bees or any other bees, because i was stung twice when i was small, but other then that I really font know why I'm afraid. I never been stung after that.

I'm afraid of the dark. As silly as that sounds. You never know... who are what could be in it. It freaks me out.. especially outside at night.

i guess i'm afraid of spiders, and drowning. i don't even know why spiders scare me.. they are so much smaller than me, and can't do much.. but they scare me anyway. the idea of torture scares me too. but most of all.. the idea of losing someone i care about scares me. i don't think i could handle that. i don't know if i would be stable enough after.

Fear is a forest fire my parents started.

Fear... anxiety of the unknown... :)

I guess I'd be a fool to say I don't fear, because we all fear in some way, shape or form. I mean there are moments that have arose wich warrented fearfullness. But i would have to say though the sensations and emotions felt were real enough! Somehow perhaps uncontiously, unaware or better yet, undeterred; i tend to react and face those moments head on only to recognize the feeling of fear after the fact. I geuss it isn't even the fer itself that i fear. I geuss what i fear most of all and why fear seems to affect me so differently then most. Would not be fearing fear itself, but the reality and how i'd feel knowing that i lived fearfully or better yet that i could allow for something could be that fearfull. Preventing me to truly live. And if ever someone finds themselves living fearfull, may they have the courage to takle that fear head on...Win, Lose or Draw. For fear is no way to live!

My friend "Anonomous" is afraid of spiders..."They creep me out" she says, "Thier, like scary little legs, crawling all over you furry and yucky and blah!" She says, she expresses her fear of spiders openly, i guess...a little crazy...but you know a friend is a friend is a friend...

I'm afraid of birds, a stupid fear, i know...but it's a fear of mine nonetheless. I have been afraid of them all my life, or as far back as i can remember! They freak me out, their all after me...AAAHHH! Yeah, it's truth...

Well for a long time, I tried to fight fear and I came to the conclusion after listening to John Mayer's song, "The Heart of Life", when he said: "Fear is a friend who's misunderstood"... It took me a while to fully comprehend what he meant; Now I understand... At least from my own interpretation. Fear is your firend. I later came up with a quote, "Sometimes wisdom lives in your fears", and that the God honest truth. What if I wasn't afraid to jump from the bridge, just because I had to prove to someone I'm not fearful? No, I'm not saying live your life in fear... But, if you find yourself fearful... Give that feeling thought. Because truly, John Mayer is a genious for telling that to me... us... all his listeners, and soon to be listeners. "Fear is a friend who's misunderstood."
LA McGhee

Fear is fearing God himself. That's who i fear alone. The world we live in fear change like Barrack Obama, because they are used to more of the same, but what has more of the same gotten America into. Yeah, a fearful society.

"We have nothing to fear but fear itself."

I find that's bad enough.

Whoops!  I have no idea how that happened!  That last comment from "Melissa" was actually from me.

It is!  I jumped off it last year!  (Though this picture may actually be of the friend I jumped with...not sure)

sweet! thats the auckland skytower. GO NZ!

Oh, this sounds fun!
My submission will be up tomorrow!
Fear of darkness.

My fear.
The embarasment and frustration when I can't do something little like opening doors, preparing meals, or playing cards in front of other people for fear of looking like a fool if I mess up.

Fear..... what is that??? Is that something I am supposed to have feelings of anxiety towards?? I have feelings of anxiety for many things .... mmm.. where do I begin??? But ... FEAR .... now that word .... what do I fear??? God? . ha ha... oh please .... that  "fairytale" is soo old ... Dying? ... mmm... well now, I don't know when that'll happen or how ... sooo... how can I be afraid of it ... OR ... WHAT dying is like !! I don't know!! Only someone who IS dying can tell me ... and .. well, we all know how that one works ...yup ... tough one!!!! AHA... I fear .... okay, I just started that in the hope that "something" would come up... but... I'm afraid ... notthing!!!  Okay, hell man, I'm not afraid of anything okay???? SHOULD I BE???

I'll help. I have the fear of my kids growing up too fast and missing something. Oh, and there is always that fear of being mistakenly accused of a serious crime and thrown in prison...I would not make it at all!

I got fear of snakes!!! Ooh.. that's a chapter for my other one..

I'm in. Let's go down the block.

fear of failure

Im in and I claim spiders and humpback crickets (2 stories)

I'm in and I claim Heights ~!~
jfx