#2 - Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.
1 - I am TERRIFIED of being ejected from the atmosphere. Completely irrational, I know. Nevertheless. For some reason the thought of speeding away from the Earth makes me short of breath and semi-paralyzed with fear. Ironic since at one point I wanted to be an astronaut. The only place I can think of that this might stem from is dreams that I sometimes have where I'll be riding a roller-coaster and we get de-railed and go sailing off into the air hundreds or thousands of feet above ground and come hurtling back down. A disturbing glimpse into my psyche. This is so much of a thing that when we went to Magic Mountain in High School on Band Tour I could not bring myself to ride the Superman ride. Couldn't do it. I'd be interested to see if I could now. It's only like an hour away, I ought to try it. I also had a hard time the first time I rode "Mission: Space" at Epcot, because you basically experience being launched into space - even though it's only a video. I had to keep reminding myself to breathe. I also remember a scene from the first Hulk movie where a jet fighter is rocketing into the air and ends up leaving the pull of gravity. Had to take a moment there too.
2 - I jump pretty much every time I hear a door slam. This comes from my former downstairs neighbor who was ca-ray-zay. I have since come to learn that he is addicted to drugs and such - which explains his behavior. More than once I was awakened from blissful slumber at unholy hours of the morning by Mr. Neighbor slamming the doors in his condo and screaming at the top of his lungs. Apparently he was trying to get my attention, and figured that rather than waiting til the next day and popping up to have a word with me, he'd just scare the ba-jesus out of me instead. (He thought I was running my washer/dryer at 3 AM - which was completely untrue.) So, I now cringe with fear a little bit every time I unexpectedly hear a door slam.
3 - Ima get a bit religious on you now. I'm honestly scared that I won't be successful at life - not all the time, mind you. Generally I feel like I'm on the right path and headed in a direction that will get me to that heavenly abode in which I want to reside for the eternities. But sometimes I'm a little bit scared that I'm not gonna make it. I'm going to come up short somehow. But in the back of my mind, I somehow think that's not really how it works...
I may or may not also experience varying degrees of fear with the following: