That Scared Me A Little: Things That I Am Afraid Of

Happy Halloween! It's supposedly the scariest day of the year and I'm only expecting on average about 0-5 trick-or-treaters knocking on my door tonight. Luckily, I live off the main road so not many kids can be bothered to walk down my street.

I've been one to admit that I generally don't enjoy Halloween. Even when I was a kid I only ever went out once. I went out as a witch for a Halloween party. I wore those rubber witch fingers which made my real fingers drip with sweat, my top was just a black rubbish bag and I wore a witch's hat which was too big for my head. I had my pumpkin bucket with me all ready to go trick or treating, but as we walked around in a big group, I tripped over and all my sweets fell out. So then it turned into a fun game of 'Find the sweets in the dark of night'.

In the present day, I'm one of those people who hides behind their curtains when trick-or-treaters come to my door. On the odd occasion, I do open the door, but 95% of the time I don't. My main concern is that nobody eggs my car!

Halloween gives people the chance to scare the bejesus out of you and pull scary pranks. I jump a mile when there's a loud bang or when someone suddenly comes up behind me when I get my headphones in.

This got me thinking, what are the things that I am scared of in my life? There are a few things that petrify me or just grate on me. Yes, I'm scared of some things. At the end of the day, I'm human, I wouldn't class you as a human being if you said you weren't scared of anything. Let's face it, we're all afraid of something, no matter how big or small that fear is.

Here are the things that I openly admit to being scared of:


Quite a weird fear I know, but hear me out! It all comes from a, well, I want to say a near-death experience. Let's just call it a bad moment. When I was about 8 or 9 years old, my Mam and Dad were in the car driving along the dual carriageway (this was before it got expanded to a two-lane carriageway rather than just the one) and a lorry, which had a foreign number plate, was driving towards us in our lane and he narrowly missed us when he steered into the right lane. So when I drive on the motorway or any fast road, I still get quite wary and anxious when a lorry approaches the lane beside me or behind me.


Who doesn't like needles though, seriously? Even though I inject myself with insulin every morning and check my blood sugar regularly, using needles still isn't easy. Nightmarish experiences of doctors trying in vain to find a good vein to insert a needle/long line for IVs or to just get blood samples from is one of my bad childhood memories. I always used to scream the place down, even though I had magic cream (it's really called Emla cream for deadening the skin, but I always called it magic cream) or had the cold spray on my hand to help, but it never seemed to work. I have gotten a lot better with needles, I'm able to watch the needle go into my arm or hand, years ago the thought of doing that used to send shivers down my spine. See - I've grown up!


I see a spider on the wall in my bedroom, that's me not sleeping in my bedroom for the night unless I have seen it with my own eyes leave my bedroom. There's that so-called myth that we swallow so many spiders whilst we're sleeping. I'm sorry if I've put you off your food or you're just about to go to bed. Ok, I might shut up now. That's why I'm glad I don't live in Australia or even want to go on holiday there.


Ok, this one might take a lot of explaining. It's not so much that I'm scared of this, but it's the sound that grates on me. When people sweep up on a hard floor, especially on the concrete outside, the sound of the brush sweeping across the ground absolutely freaks me out. I can't stand it. I literally have to stay inside and put my hands over my ears until that person has finished sweeping. Even if somebody is brushing the floor on TV, I have to mute the sound until they've finished doing it! I know, very wacky and weird.


This is more of a psychological fear than anything else. I've said in a post before that CF is one of my biggest fears. It's not knowing what my health status will be in the next week, let alone the next month or even year. I'm scared of how quickly this illness can and will badly progress during my life. But I'm aiming to try and not think too much about that and just focus on the here and now and just enjoy my life. Peace out.

What are the things that you're afraid of?

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