I don't really have a lot of fears. Not really.
I'm afraid of birds, but when I say I'm afraid of them I'm mostly saying, "I hate them and I don't want them around me". I don't like being out walking when it's so dark I can't see my feet. I'm pretty tough and I could probably fight off an attacker, but I don't want to try. I'm reasonably, appropriately worried about my children on a regular basis.
I'm not afraid of public speaking. I'm not afraid of making a fool of myself (obviously!). I'm not afraid of hard work, snakes, bugs, or heights.
I'm terrified I'm going to get breast cancer.
For about the past 15 years I've been pretty much certain I would be diagnosed. I woke up one morning and thought, "I'm going to have breast cancer". I don't know why.
Well, I kind of know why. My mother had breast cancer. She was the first person in her family to have it and she took good care of herself and she still had cancer. I've had every other "female" problem known to man, it seems, so it sort of makes sense that I'd have breast cancer also.
I know it's paranoia, to an extent. I also know that every three minutes a woman in this country is diagnosed with breast cancer. EVERY. THREE. MINUTES. That's scary as hell.
So I'm losing weight and walking. I can probably keep myself from getting Type 2 diabetes. I can probably avoid bone spurs. I'm going to keep myself from needing gastric bypass surgery. I'm going to keep myself from needing high blood pressure pills.
But no matter what I do, I could be diagnosed with breast cancer.
That's so freaking scary.