# 2 Fears

Blog number 2 of 30 . " Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.

     Man they do not want these things to be easy. I have about a million fears that I think are "legitimate." How do you only pick 3? Also, I don't like talking about fear because then I freak myself out.  Like when you start talking about having an itchy nose and suddenly you need to scratch your face. Oh well let's get on with it shall we?

#1. I am afraid of burning alive. Ok now, there is a long back story to this. I'll try to shorten it. So I am also afraid of drowning and that used to be the number one thing I told people when they asked what I was afraid of. One day someone pointed out that drowning is apparently a semi peaceful ordeal once it gets started. You eventually can't breathe and just go to sleep. BURNING to death however is one of the most painful ways to die. You get to feel that for a very long time until your insides cook. So all in all I'm afraid of an unpleasant death I suppose.... 

#2. I am afraid of someone breaking into my house. You know how in scary movies the girl wakes up in the night and goes to get a drink and there is someone standing in her kitchen. There is one commercial for a movie where the girl stands there staring at the guy for a second until it registers what's going on then she tries to run. MAN! (See I'm getting cold chills typing this) but yeah. If I wake up at night and have to go to the bathroom EVERY LIGHT is getting turned on that leads to the bathroom. I never get water at night. Luckily Scott always offers to do it for me. I will always double check the locks on the house before bed as well and the bedroom door has to be locked.

#3.  I am afraid of being helpless. There is no worse feeling than knowing there is absolutely nothing you can do to fix a problem. It makes me sick to my stomach and I will sit a bargain with myself that there has to be SOMETHING. For instance, when an event has already started and I was supposed to be at it. I will sit an think if I leave now and drive really really fast I may make it. But my loving husband has to remind me that in no way can I make a 3 hour drive in 1 hour. It just won't happen.  It's even with physical things too. Like what if a car were to fall on top of Scott and I have to pick it up to get him help. There is no one for miles and he WILL die if I can't move it. (I know there is a one in a million chance of that happening, but still)

See THESE are the things I think about. These are only a few of the things that truly freak me out. I could write a whole blog post on ONE of those fears as well. I had to stop myself from rambling today.