What I'm Afraid Of

2/30: 5 Fears, both of the rational and irrational.

1.) Water: 

More specifically drowning. I know, I know, I know, dumb.  But people die in there.  I'm not so bad that I don't take baths or that I cry at the sight.  If I'm wearing a life preserver (I do like my life preserved, for as long as possible) or if I can stand up and breathe (I'm not quite Little John from Robin Hood) I'm good to go.

2.) Ugly Babies:

More specifically I'm afraid that I'll have ugly babies.  Whenever my roommate hears me say this she gasps and then laughs uncontrollably.  I don't know why I'm shallow in this particular area of my life, I just am. I have no reasoning, but it's a fear. My mom always tells me that they'll be cute to me, but I'm not convinced.  I'm a very self-aware person, I'll know that my kids are ugly.  How would I live with that?          

No seriously.

3.) Claustrophobia:

I mean it.  I can't sleep in mummy bags because before I'm all the way in I have a tendency to have a full-fledged panic attack, with tears and hyperventilating.  It's embarrassing. 

I blame my cousin Nathan.  When we were small we had a sleep over and he and my brother thought it would be hilarious to trap me inside my sleeping bag.  I may have lost it then and never found it again.

4.) Regret:

I fear regret maybe almost as much as I fear mummy sleeping bags.  Well, minus the tears and hyperventilating.  But I must say this fear has gotten me to some pretty amazing places, introduced me to some pretty amazing people, and given me perfect experiences.

5.) Loosing my Teeth:

Do I really need to explain myself here? No.