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What was your biggest fear as a child? How did it affect your life? and How did you conquer it?
My biggest fear as a child was my parents because whenever I get homework from school, and ask one of them for help (always dad and not always my mom because she's working. ), they expect me to remember everything that they said to get the answer. When I get it wrong, they yell at me and get the belt to beat me with to take out their frustrations out on me and to jog my memory of what they said. Their methods of parenting caused me to not only fear them, but to hate them as well. Overcoming my fear of them may never go away for me, I believe. I think all I can do is to try and stand my ground
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Bullies used to scare me, then I had a dream where I was being chased by a monster, I realized it was a dream and I confronted it and stabbed it with scissors and it popped like a balloon. Same thing with bullies, inside there its just air. It's an illusion. Your mind makes it Big & Scary.
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Zombies. I was afraid my thoughts were being projected aloud for all to hear from the ages of 6 to about 13 or so. I dont remember what I thought that had to do with zombies, though.
I conqured it with reason by finally figuring out if it all is a grand conspiracy then everyone is doing such a darling job of pretending it isn't that they must not want to me to know. And if I go my whole life with no one admitting it then what's the difference between that and it never being true in the first place? None that I could think of. I still have the occasional habit of evaluating every thought through the lens of how others would react if they heard it but frankly that took so much processing power that I'd probably just collapse if those thoughts continously tried to squeeze their way through my tired adult brain as they did so unimpeded when I was younger. That possibly had something to do with why I could stop - i just no longer had the mental energy to spare as my 13 year old brain wanted only to think of touching girls, so the paranoia petered out on its own.
But, it certianly made me an oddball. To this day I can say with some confidence I have met none who have taken the road to normalcy that I have - indeed most people seem deluded with the idea that they would be happier if they could get off said road. They are usually imagining some tiny boundary they would like to see expanded slightly rather than the ground falling out from under them. It is only the sort of confidence in normalcy that someone born on that road can have to take for granted the notion that normalcy is the default instead of the anamoly and that the combined work of all of human history is what it has taken to maintain it..
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I would wake up with night terrors, was scared of the dark, and believed in monsters hiding in my closet and under my bed. I would run to my parent's room and sleep on the floor.
Around 6 or 7, my dad told me that someday I would have to grow up and be a man and be responsible for taking care of my own family. And how, would I do that if I was scared of dark? Sometimes in this world the lights go out, but life goes on.
So, I spent many of night in the dark learning self-reliance and overcoming my fears, and building confidence, with a night light and radio. Until the day came that light night, and radio were just distractions, and honestly there was nothing to be scared of.
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Being abandoned. Loneliness. Being discarded. It lingered all my life and there still is a part of that deep inside me. Oddly, I’ve learned to be comfortable being alone (not in the physical presence of others) but still fear loneliness (the lack of a substantial connection emotional with others). Not sure if that ever goes away. The consequence was, in my youth, I gave a lot of myself to try and endear myself to others and become important to them. It allowed me to be used and taken advantage of until I kind of self-actualized. Once I learned to self regulate and set healthy boundaries life got better.
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Public speaking. The real oddity is that I grew up in music and began performing solo pieces (with piano accompaniment) around age 12. Regardless, I remember one speech in 7th grade (~13 years old), as my slot grew nearer my heart heart was pounding so hard other kids at my table could hear it. Sweaty palms, dry mouth, red face, studdering... borderline panic attack. It got better through high school simply due to forcing myself to give, required, presentations. By college it was manageable enough to hide (I remember seeing recordings of me presenting and being amazed at how calm I appeared). I went to college for music and performed in front of an audience and/or gave presentations so often that I, essentially, beat it with a stick.
I'm in my forties now and have, what I believe is, a more normal level of anxiety when speaking publicly. - 535 opinions shared on Other topic.
I know one and it still is to this day. Ever since I was little, I had a horrible phobia of bugs & insects. I wouldn't do things such as go outside, eat outside, garden, etc. Even going outside and watering the flowers was a huge challenge. Especially if I had to use the watering can instead of the hose. But I had started anxiety pills at some point last year. While I was given them for a different reason, one of the positives was that I was able to at least tolerate bugs & insects. So now I can literally go outside without so much anxiety about it. I could pick the veggies from the garden, pick apples from the tree, water the plants, sit in the grass, eat outside, take walks, and maybe other things. This year I might be able to help plant the veggie garden this time, maybe. Today I'll get to have a picnic outside with my besties. I haven't had one in many years and we all know why. But at least I'll get to enjoy one for the first time.
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How my "family" ruined my life. And they did.
It wasn't until I was 27 years old, that I escaped altogether and am entirely on my own here.
How did I conquer it? I focused on making money and saving up money for my escape. And I did it. But it has costed me everything. It's suicidal.
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I use to believe all food had insects crawling through it, and wouldn't eat anything. It affected my parent's lives more than it did me. I had no choice but to get over it as I would have starved otherwise. To this day though, I won't eat cereal unless it has been stored in an airtight container.
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Ghosts, Aliens, and shadow people. I can't really pin which was fucking with me. Something was up and crazy when I was living with my great grandparents.
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I don't remember having one. As a small child, I did not like to sleep in complete darkness, so my parents put one of these dimmed nightlights for the wall socket in my room.
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Fire. Fire in sleep. No idea where it came from but I remember worrying that my electric blanket would catch fire while I slept. Funny how gag triggers memories I haven't thought of in decades.
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My uncle doing what he made clear he wanted to do. I rarely slept, developed trust issues and kept a kitchen knife hidden in my room. It was hell.
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The dark, being alone and talking to people. Yes it affects me very much to this day lol
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same as it is today... loss
and, I didn't exactly conquered it... I survived it (= - 4.1K opinions shared on Other topic.
Grandpa's basement had been scarily dark with too many creatures lurking there that wanted to attack me.
I overcame it by switching on the light. - 1.3K opinions shared on Other topic.
Death.
I live carefully.
Well I'm still alive, and I retained my youth even today, so that has to count as an undefeated champion winning streak in my opinion. -
Probably just the anxiety of change, whether it was progression, high school, college, university and even working life 30s. Lol. Time sometimes flies. Flies sometimes.
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Hell was when I believed in that sort of thing. I mean really, there's nothing that can compare to infinite, supernatural cosmic torture.
A more realistic fear was being completely abandoned by everybody.
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I was scared of my dad’s anger, if anything went wrong then i am finished, so i had high blood pressure due to that, once when i was 15 , medical checkup revealed that this was an issue then everything stopped as he came to know his fault.
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Some of the older kids in school would beat me up.
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being near upper story windows and balconies. Not sure how I got over it. Didn't negatively effect me
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