Childhood v Adulthood Fears

deise08

Growing up, my biggest fear was spontaneous combustion. I discovered an article about it in one of my brothers magazines and it terrified me.

As an adult, it's the fragility of my elderly parents.

Bursting into flames, not so much now ðŸ˜

So bordsies how have your fears developed over the years.

Strumms

Now...The health and wellbeing of my parents as they grow older... my dad always was the one with the odd health complaint... he has a heart issue that he manages well, arthritis too but he just is careful how he manages his health, gets exercise daily and eats well...My mother during the pandemic has aged a bit, it’s noticeable, I suppose not getting the hair done every few weeks, beauty treatments, social outings etc...just looking more her age now. I’ve noticed her a little less quick to be getting into and out of chairs recently.. I really want this shîtshow to be over so they can get a nice holiday, relax...

Suppose a childhood and adulthood fear that something happened to them.

As a kid my bedroom was directly under the flightpath for the then runway at Dublin airport... I used to get a bit paranoid at night when a big loud cargo plane would come over, literally shaking the single glazing... that it might crash into us..

Been really worried for my folks with the covid as both have serious enough underlying conditions



Being worried about nieces and nephews well being is something totally unexpected,as i generally dont like kids

Leg End Reject

Childhood - death and the dark.

Adulthood - developing any form of dementia or a condition that will cause a long, slow and painful death.

EmmetSpiceland

Childhood: quicksand and whirlpools.

Adulthood: something happening to my kids or me dying/getting incapacitated so I wouldn’t be there for them.

Where to begin.

My childhood was plagued by fear. I remember clutching the duvet at night because I was scared someone would take me. The attic was in my room so I was afraid there was someone up there. I was petrified something would happen to mam, that she would go to the shop and not come back. I was petrified of the dark, and even out of nowhere feelings of absolute terror for no real reason.

As an adult the fears have changed. I'm still not fond of a pitch black room. At night if I'm by myself I sleep with a small light on, sometimes I can brave turning it off and letting the street light be enough. I'm no longer scared of something happening to my mam because it did. Now I dream about her and it's always the same, she has gone missing.

I'm terrified of death of getting sick of dying before my time of dying at my time. I don't want to people I love to get sick, to die. Change doesn't come easy to me and I can remain stuck in bad or unnecessary situations for fear of making a leap. Although that's something I'm so much better at.

Fear robs us of our present and of our chance to be content. I firmly believe that freedom lies on the other side of it. There are plenty of things I don't fear and I'm working on what I do.


Oh and spiders. Scared of them too.

knucklehead6

Childhood fears? I honestly can’t remember. I remember hanging myself out an upstairs window with one of my dads belts under my arms at 5 to cure me of a fear of heights. And one of our neighbours breaking world records sprinting across the road to get me back in

As an adult my biggest fear isn’t losing my dad. It’s my son. My fear is of him going before me. Illness notwithstanding, if it’s an accident or something in my head it’ll mean cos I haven’t done a good enough job.

I know that it’s totally irrational, but it’s a very real fear too. And he’s a fecking clone of me so I know EXACTLY the mischief he is gonna get himself into!!

Princess Calla

EmmetSpiceland wrote: »

Childhood: quicksand and whirlpools.

I think alot of 80's movies must have featured quicksand..."The Princess Bride" springs to mind, where else would we have gotten the fear from.

Leg End Reject

Princess Calla wrote: »

I think alot of 80's movies must have featured quicksand..."The Princess Bride" springs to mind, where else would we have gotten the fear from.

A lot of the old westerns featured quicksand.

global23214124

Childhood fears.
The argument during a soccer game in the housing estate was going to be the end of all my friendships.
That the lad chasing us out of building sites was going to catch us one day.


Adult fears
Suffering from the same mental illness as my mother and it debilitating me completely.
Being stuck in a pandemic forever working from bedroom till I'm 65.
Wondering will I be renting forever in Dublin.

gameoverdude

Child: dogs.
Adults: dogs, but I've a size 11 foot.

Joking aside, fear of my son not reaching his potential. Hence changing schools.
And still dogs.

I don't remember being afraid of anything when I was a kid. But I never got excited about anything either, had to be dragged out of bed on Xmas morning !! Nothing bothered me.

As an adult? I don't like being responsible for anybody or the feeling that someone totally relies on me, don't like feeling 'trapped' , but I'm still not afraid of anything in particular. not afraid of anything that might happen, cos I just don't believe it will!
Still don't get over excited either!!!

Mr.Sir

Is it real or is it fantasea.

EmmetSpiceland

Princess Calla wrote: »

I think alot of 80's movies must have featured quicksand..."The Princess Bride" springs to mind, where else would we have gotten the fear from.

Leg End Reject wrote: »

A lot of the old westerns featured quicksand.

It features in ‘King Solomon’s Mines’ too. Not actually very dangerous in real life though.

ulster

deise08 wrote: »

Growing up, my biggest fear was spontaneous combustion. I discovered an article about it in one of my brothers magazines and it terrified me.

As an adult, it's the fragility of my elderly parents.

Bursting into flames, not so much now ðŸ˜

So bordsies how have your fears developed over the years.

Cockroaches. Both in youth and now in adulthood.

I lived in Asia for a few years and that was one thing that was really irritating. You'd find the little fukers everywhere. I'd clean my apartment daily and put down mothballs but they'd still get in.

Billcarson

As a child spiders and rats
As an adult ff and fg

Potential-Monke

Child fears (noting that I was a short red head):

- Not getting the shift
- Not getting the ride
- Getting bullied (again - a fear that often came true)
- Drowning (but didn't stop me swimming)
- Spiders

Adult fears

- Running out of weed
- Death by fire
- Losing my sight, hearing, brain function and arm/hand function (I cannot game without any of them)
- Being forever in debt
- Not winning the lotto
- Never getting to visit Japan
- Becoming a father
- Spiders and any insect in general (dislike more than fear, but genuine fear of spiders)

sReq | uTeK

As a kid I used to wait up just to hear my mum come in from her 2nd job at 12.30am after waiting tables, she was gone since 9am just so we could get money to get out of a very rough area. Thankfully she always came back and she was able to drop the 2nd job after my dad got work a year later. Mothers...eh.

My parents would always have a big row after my dad had been out..didn't envy waiting to hear that one either.

Now as an adult with a good job and education its the fear of nit being able to provide for my wife and 4 kids.

Its the fear that my sons or daughters won't be happy in life or get bullied etc.

Or that something happens my wife or kids.

Oh and flying...back then and now. Still do it though.

Lynn Benfield

Childhood: parents dying or divorcing.
Adulthood: dying while my kids are still young.

gogo

Child: The Dark, landing light had to be on
Adult: The Dark, landing light has to be on

Both parents passed away young, so that fear went with them, it’s migrated to my kids now, I worry about them irrationally. Terrified that some rouge driver will knock them down or steal them, all sort of travesties come to mind