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The hairs on the back of your neck.
It's simple. I just want to know what frightens you. Be it a fear you've had but never faced, or a situation that was all to real.
My fear. Drowning.
I was between eighty and a hundred feet down. I'd dove past the reef, and decided to swim with the sharks that skirted this underwater sheer drop. Normally not a big deal, Smallish sharks that'll mostly leave you alone. Anyway, I had about another hour of air according to my tank. Less than a minute later, I was tapped. Went to inhale and it locked up. That far under water with a faulty tank surrounded by sharks. I was terrified. I think that was the first moment I really felt fear. I was without air for what I'd assume was ninety seconds before I could signal to my dad. He brought is backup line and I lived, but I haven't gone under since then. I did manage to have a bit of a panic attack snorkeling though.
What are your fears?
My fear. Drowning.
I was between eighty and a hundred feet down. I'd dove past the reef, and decided to swim with the sharks that skirted this underwater sheer drop. Normally not a big deal, Smallish sharks that'll mostly leave you alone. Anyway, I had about another hour of air according to my tank. Less than a minute later, I was tapped. Went to inhale and it locked up. That far under water with a faulty tank surrounded by sharks. I was terrified. I think that was the first moment I really felt fear. I was without air for what I'd assume was ninety seconds before I could signal to my dad. He brought is backup line and I lived, but I haven't gone under since then. I did manage to have a bit of a panic attack snorkeling though.
What are your fears?
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Cancer.
Dying alone.
Moths.
Being perceived as a failure, useless, or worthless.
Being physically unable to do the things I love.
Used to be heights.
the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
When I was taking ECT, they would put me under anesthesia and then give me a strong muscle relaxer so I wouldn't hurt myself when I had the seizure. Turns out the muscle relaxer was so strong it makes it so you can't breathe, and one time it kicked in before the anesthesia did. I couldn't even move my eyes to make eye contact with someone to express my terror that I was going to die like this. They had gauges hooked up to me, though, and when they went off that I'd stopped breathing, they just did this manual breather on me. They got one blast of air in and I thought 'thank god I'm not gonna die like this' and then the anesthesia kicked in.
This one doesn't apply anymore, but back when I was a kid I was afraid of voids. I used to have a recurring nightmare of just being trapped in infinite whiteness, nothing else there. No idea where that came from.
Gtfo with these devil-serpent-bite-and-kill-you-demonspawn-unicornsing-unicorns.
Nope nope nope. Even going into a pet store or the zoo when they're all locked up gets me freaked out. To make matters worse, my dad has a 14-foot long python that him and my brother just casually drape over their shoulders and walk around with.
This.
Yeah, that'd be mine.
Another fear I have, would be related to death. I'm no so much scared of dying as I am scared of dying as a result of doing something stupid. Having my last moments be that realization of "Man, yeah.... I'm gonna die and it was because I did something stupid and dangerous."
One that has developed recently is driving. I am terrified of getting behind the wheel again. My license lapsed, and I don't want to get it again. Even riding in a car with others gives me major anxiety. I have no idea what caused it.
Aside from that, I'm with @ezalor on the heights thing. Rollarcoasters don't freak me out at all, they're awesome! Put me by a railing that isn't at least 3/4 my height with a space below that I'd likely-not-survive the fall from? Yeah, not so much.
Oh, and getting trapped in tiny spaces and suffocating.
One such occasion it was raining and the only people who turned up were the honor guard since he was a vet. His son had raped and murdered their niece and was serving life in prison so nobody turned up to his funeral. It was raining when we lowered him in. We all go alone.
Delivery Only services are relatively common, because many families have a memorial service at the funeral home or church and don't feel the need for a second service at the graveside (or their funeral home charges additional for the graveside service as well).
It's a lot better when graves have liners, though... There are some pioneer cemeteries we dig for around here that have poor records, and when you dig a double-depth grave next to an existing... you'll often find un-recorded folks down there beneath existing liners next door, or in the spot you're trying to dig now. And that is from before the liner days. All that's left is the bits and bones and pieces.
ETA: It isn't so bad when the family can't come because of prison sentences. It is particularly stressful when they are at the service in their shackles with the prison guards blocking the area off and monitoring everything to make sure both no one tries to attack their prisoner and their prisoner doesn't try to make a run for it.
I love sitting on top of perches but hate climbing up there/when they wobble unsteadily - so I'm scared of heights sort of? I'll sit and hang out on a roof, but climbing the scaffolding is tricky. I like to fly, but climbing up a ladder is alarming.
Honestly the thing that makes the hair on my neck prick up is that our windows downstairs have no blinds, so anyone in our back yard can just sorta stare in and watch me derp around in the kitchen - we had cars broken into awhile ago and I can't see that far out there but the theoretical them could see in just fine.
Needles (situationally - I'm fine with piercings and ink, it's the multi-inch needle sitting in your vein that I just can't cope with, giving blood is an utter nightmare).
Open water (like deep open water, massive lakes/oceans, not just the shore line. Smallest boat I'm really OK with is a laser and only with someone else, I barely managed a sunfish).
Spiders. Doesn't matter if it's a daddy long legs. Give me a snake, or a lizard, or a beetle. Spider? No. Nope. No. No way in hell. No. That scene from Arachnophobia with the old man's toe still gives me cold sweats.
In regard to funerals - I've decided (more seriously than I should probably acknowledge?) that I want to be turned into a diamond, and have an Indiana Jones impersonator steal me from the funeral chased by a dude in a paper mache boulder costume, and lead an exciting chase with everyone there to a big party where folk can relax and eat. Maybe play some skeeball, I don't know.
Also, For spiders in the house, I use an airsoft pistol to kill em. I can shoot them from across the room now. Would recommend.