My biggest fears:
My dad and his wife. They physically and mentally abused me after my own mother died up until his wife made my dad give me away to the state and I ended up in foster care. I am still afraid of them to this day. I still am unable to get over the fear that one day they will decide to get in the car and drive down here and hurt me again. They can, and they will, if they want to. They have the money and the means to do this, even though they live 3,000 miles away and even if it sounds ridiculous. I am not kidding. If they have the things they need to get here on their own, then they can do it, and that terrifies me.
I also get nervous if I see a couple fighting or if I see a parent yelling at his or her child, because then I get worried that the spouse of the couple will hit or beat up the other spouse, and same goes for the parent with the child. It's happened to me, so it scares me. I become very nervous, and I have to walk away from the area before I begin to panic.
People causing me to lose the ability to breathe (choking, suffocating, sitting on top of me, etc) just for the hell of it. Loss of ability to breathe freely causes me to panic automatically no matter what. Same goes for when an allergic reaction occurs causing my throat to swell up, that would scare the hell out of me. I am allergic to the contrast dye that they use in CT Scans, and if I have to have a CT Scan, I have to take two different medicines for it (Prednisone and Benadryl), and I have to take 3 doses before the CT Scan, I have to take each dose 13 hrs, 7 hrs, and then 1 hr before I am to have the CT Scan. Even with those medications, I ALWAYS make sure that the radiologist and other people in the room with me during the CT Scan has ALL the equipment required to save my life in the event of an allergic reaction (anti-dotes, tubes to open my airway, and everything else) and that ALL those equipment be in the CT Scan room even though the CT Scan/MRI Imaging Center is just down the hallway from the ER in front of the hospital. The ER would make me wait 6 hours anyway even if I was suffocating. And no, I'm not lying or kidding or exaggerating or even playing.
Large cockroaches the size of a full-sized human spoon that you use to eat your cereal with. They terrify me. (Remember, this is Texas and it is warm for most of the year giving cockroaches more time to grow before they die). Thankfully, ever since I have moved downstairs to this apartment back in October, I have only seen dime-sized cockroaches, and they are so much less terrifying because they are easy to kill with roach spray.
Scorpions. We have them in Texas, too, but thankfully since we live in the city we do not see them here at all...they mostly occur in the outlying areas of San Antonio, so I have not seen one yet.
I am scared of the dawn in the early hours of the morning. It has a lot to do with what happened to me back in St. Cloud, Minnesota and that I became homeless early in the morning. So, if I am still up, and I see light outside, I lose all sleep for that day. To combat this, if I get to bed too late, I put on a blindfold quickly and it does seem to help most of the time. But actually, I must discipline myself to get myself to bed before 4 am to ensure that I fall asleep before it becomes light outside.
I am afraid of all spiders of all sizes, shapes, and colors, except for Daddy Long Legs. I do not know why.
I am also afraid of all bees and wasps. When I lived in the upstairs apartment, I had a big problem with wasps nests outside my front door. But ever since I moved downstairs to this apartment, I have not had a problem with wasps nest because my front door is now in a busier area, so wasps do not tend to nest there.
I have a lot of fears and I could go on all night.