I dont want to hold babies. I have a fear that I will drop it and I am not sure what I would say to the parents. Im not sure what is going to happen when I have kids
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Im not sure what is going to happen when I have kids
For me, it went like this:
- I'm afraid I'll drop or hurt this tiny helpless child.
- But this tiny helpless child can't even go drink milk by itself.
- I guess I can only make things better helping it get milk. I'll just be really careful.
- That wasn't so bad. I guess I can do this.
Then repeat in stages every 15 minutes or so as it needs diapers, or cuddles to warm up, or cleaned, or milk again, or diapers again.
Until eventually I'm confidently picking it up in a moment of complete terror so that it won't run out into traffic.
This does make me feel better. My wife keeps saying I need to hold babies to get over it (I suppose similar to your experience, hold it and realize it ain’t that bad). We’ll see how it goes. I don’t plan on having kids until I finish grad school though so I do have some time to prepare myself to face my fear: baby droppin. Thank you kind stranger for the words of wisdom
LOL, I got over that early. Dropped a cousin on her baby head as a child.
Did she die?
Putin and Trump.
I’ve tried to live a good life, and tried to be a good influence around me. My secret fear is suddenly dying in public, and farting like some corpses.
I want to be remembered as a good coworker or friend, etc., not as the guy who farted loudly after dying.
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Saws. The sound they're making shakes me to my core and having to help someone who almost amputated their finger enforced that fear further
All saws, or just power saws? Do you have a similar reaction to all kinds of saws, or just specific ones? Table saws, band saws... How about chainsaws?
Pretty much any variation of power saw. The closer your hands are to the moving saw, the worse. Hand saws are cool tho. Love my Ryoba
I have a fear of being wrongly accused/arrested for something horrific, like murder, and then when I'm taken in for questioning I do what you're supposed to and refuse to speak and ask for a layer, but that just makes everyone suspect me more and I end up in prison.
Trust me, STFU and stay strong. My wife watches stupid crime shows every night, and every night it's a bunch of white trash happily talking their dumbasses off to the cops. Makes me want to scream.
Not much at this point. After having open heart surgery and having my heart stop a couple of times, I'm not really scared of much.
I hear ya. Being told I was going to die within a couple years and getting my brain drilled through my skull, the normal petty fears melt away. Totally over the fear of needles now. You and are in the “I should be dead, IDGAF” club now 🤝
A year ago January I woke up in the hospital and a nurse comes in.
"Were you asleep about an hour ago?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Your heart stopped for eight seconds."
"Um... 'thank you'? I don't know the correct response to that..."
If it’s okay, would you explain why? Did you make your preparations in case of death, or are like “give your best shot, life”?
Really, the only thing I was scared of was needles. Well, I've been poked and stabbed more times since 2018 than I can count. Another blood draw and IV last Thursday in fact.
Your perspective on fear and pain changes once you've been cracked open like a lobster and laced back up with metal like a ballet slipper.
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My family finding out about my fictional crushes, showing that I've got a superbly weird taste in fictional men.
Turn that into your armour. I threaten my friends and family with my search history so they'll never be tempted to snoop.
That I have pee pee dribbles on my pants, after walking out of a work or public restroom. It's not even that I'm afraid I actually have pee pee dribbles, but that when I washed my hands, water drops got on or around my crotchal region, and people will believe it's pee pee.
Being helpless in a situation I had already thought about but never had the opportunity to prepare for.
Getting a catheter with a broken femur was that situation for me. Scared of that since I saw my poodle with one as a child.
Whenever I have to go into the city (I live in a small town) I have to take a short ferry to get there. Whenever it lists like 4-6 degrees, it scares me so bad.
Fear of ending up in Guantanamo and getting tortured. (I'm American)
I can’t look at super close up pictures of insects, like where you can see all the little hairs and shit. Sends shivers down my spine. The worst part is I had to dissect a giant grasshopper in high school anatomy. God I still remember having to rip its mandibles out of its face. Gahh shiver. The cat was much more manageable later on in the year lol
Never being able to get out from my family's thumb. Dying misirable, bitter, and angry at the world because my whole life was squandered. Realizing my one chance to have avoided all this passed thirty years ago and even then it was at best a half-chance.
Being stuck in a traffic jam while driving. I have a 0% chance because I don't drive.
I'm afraid the world will end and I'll be a dick without my SSRIs or coffee
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I fear that, one day, the wrong people are going to find out I cheated on my finals in order to graduate, which does have consequences.
Hah!
I chose a BA in computer science because it indicated that I'd satisfied the requirements for both - it was literally my choice; I'd done all of the stuff for a BS plus a enough for a minor in a BA. Stupid me thought people would understand that a BA in CS meant you went beyond.
No. No, hiring managers think a BA in CIS is some weaker, non-technical, non-STEM kind of computer thing, like a degree in computer art or something.
So I've been lying my whole life; when asked, I say I have a BS in CIS. I wouldn't say I'm ever exactly worried about being caught out, because it's easily explainable, but it has crossed my mind occasionally, when filling out applications.
The flesh eating disease. It's everywhere and you can get it from a minor cut.
the WHAT disease??
The what now? It's where?
WHAT‽
Congrats on your new fear.
https://www.webmd.com/skin-problems-and-treatments/necrotizing-fasciitis-flesh-eating-bacteria
Jesus. I long for simpler days, when my deepest fear was prions.
Getting hung from a tree in a gate crime