Ask Lemmy

Dying with unspent money in my bank account

Helicopter rotor blades. I'm afraid they will hit my eyes. Even seeing them on a video is very uncomfortable and I have to look away or close my eyes until they're gone.

Something supernatural coming to kill me, so I can't explain anything to get help, and when I'm dead everyone thinks I died for some other reason.

Prions. Misfolded proteins that manage to get into your brain and just wreck shit. I don't handle anything that would be contaminated or anything but just the idea of this non-living thing that will just replicate and cause havok - horrifying.

Having a slug come into contact with my feet or my socks or my shoes, but only if I am wearing them at the time. Anywhere else on my body is fine. I don't know what harm will come from this occuring. I do know it is fine if a slug is touching my shoe, I pick it off, and then put on the shoe. My fear of snails is likely but unverified.

Floors I can see through (metal mesh, drainage grates, thick glass, etc.)

I struggle to walk across it, even when it can hold literal cars.

The invisible shark in the swimming pool. I will say nothing more

Suddenly falling over the railing that separates me from the long fall below.

I don't generally have balance issues, and I know hundreds of people have successfully leaned on that railing, but I'll be good standing a few steps back.

Dropping my phone when I’m in a high place

Flying insects. I scream. Period.

Also, I adore them and I am fascinated by them. Period.

Being murdered for being trans while living in Oregon. It shouldn’t happen, but it’s not impossible.

My spouse was still sleeping earlier so I tried to sneak into the room to grab my phone I left on the nightstand. When I was walking out I stepped on a stuffed mouse on a string (usually hangs from a doorframe so the cat can play with it but he pulled it down apparently). When I stepped on it I thought it was a real animal and soon as my foot felt the pressure of pushing down on such an object I jerked it up roughly to my waist, kicked the door I was trying to walk through and it slammed shut.

One of those moments where you want to apologize, but really then you are just causing more noise to wake them up further.

Tldr; I'm an idiot

Meeting myself in any variation.

I have no idea why, but I've always had this idea that if I met another me in the world it has to end in one of us dead. Doesn't matter on the origin, clone, copy, alternate timeline, time travel, doppelganger, replicant, don't care. There's absolutely no way around, it's on sight and to the death.

This is one of my most consist feelings in life and I often wonder if it's because I consumed my twin in the womb. As a child I came up with an arrangement that if I accidentally time travelled I'd be able to use to contact myself indirectly so that we can't cross paths.

Of course, the chance of any of these things happening is insanely low so it's kind of dumb to have a plan in place for its eventual occurrence.

Raccoons, with their little hands and rabies and they're not scared of people. They're giant rats that will kill you as soon as look at you.

Palmetto bugs.

Small birds. Their tiny little dinosaur motions. Jerky and predatory. I have monkey brain issues with them and it takes all I have to override it.

Talking to people

Falling. I've had a fear of slipping and falling since I was a kid, even just walking downhill can trigger it. I think it's a vertigo type thing.