It’s hard for me to say what my worst fear is. I’ve already faced it, and after you go through that nothing is quite the same when it comes to fear? I could just say I’m terrified of it happening again. So, I guess finding a loved one dead? But after that, everything is much smaller and less threatening. I used to be terrified of abandonment, but then everyone abandoned me and I survived, so that’s not even a big deal anymore. (Can I sound more emo? Haha. It’s really not a big, bad, painful thing anymore, no worries. I’m good.)
I hate cockroaches. I lived in a house by a field and we’d get ones the size of my pointer finger, then when I was homeless I crashed somewhere where…
don't read this if you're scared of roaches.
I had to wake up and brush the roaches off me a few times a night, and you couldn’t eat anything sitting still because the roaches would get into it.
Anyway, yeah, roaches do freak me out. I have a phobia of heights, I kind of freeze up. But that’s about it. Maybe sexual assault, because it doesn’t matter how many times that happens, you’re never less afraid.