I hate needles. It has nothing to do with pain since they don't hurt... that's something to get used to, but my fear of them is from the idea of metal in my flesh. I don't know why earrings don't bother me... it's the whole going into a vein thing I think. My fear has only been getting worse as I've gotten older.. it didn't used to be quite this bad. When I had to get my wisdom teeth taken out, it was the first time I'd ever been put under. What I was afraid of was the IV and it had been worrying me. I thought about it, rationalized it, and walked into the office just fine and confident. My mom came back to talk to me for a couple minutes and the lady walked him with the tray to do my IV. She had hardly set it down and I FREAKED. I thought I would be fine and all of a sudden I was hyperventilating and sobbing and another nurse had to come in to help hold me steady I was just shaking so bad. I think the only thought that scares me about pregnancy is needing to get poked with needles. Pain I can handle... the conquering the eerieness of needles is just something that has thus far been beyond my capabilities
When I even think about them my skin tingles and crawls and I can't expose the inner portion of my arm--my arms and elbows just lock up until I relax... it's awful
Also, I had never been afraid of clowns really until I started thinking about how creepy they are. I'm not scared of them, but I don't like them at all anymore.
I also hate heights... I think it's the fear of falling that spurs that one though.
I think being buried alive or suffocating are my worst two death nightmares... freaks me out just thinking about it.
I'd say I'm scared of being vulnerable... I don't like thinking about the possibility that somebody is watching me who I can't see... being alone in a house at night is kind of creepy.