Fear….this can go so many ways. I fear spiders, I fear heights, I fear pain, I fear loss. But to choose one and say it is my biggest fear, well that’s quite difficult since there are many degrees to fear. I can say I don’t fear death, but I do fear being murdered. But at the same time, is it really being murdered that I fear, or is it the pain that would come with being murdered? Yes, I know I put way too much thought into this topic. I have been asked what my biggest fear is before, so I have had plenty of time to contemplate it. Still, I find this a difficult topic to give a simple answer to.
How does one pick one favorite movie, one favorite song, etc., when there are so many degrees and so much variety? Perhaps it’s fear itself that I fear. The unknown factors that come with fear. Take dying for example. As a kid, of course I feared dying, but I do not fear it now. Perhaps it’s because I have different views on dying now. But I do fear dying in pain or suffering. I fear being tortured. I fear trauma. These are the best words I can find to describe my fear at this moment. I am sure there is a more appropriate word out there somewhere.
One thing I can definitely say I fear more than anything else is harm to my children. What parent doesn’t fear that?
So if I have to narrow it down, in it’s simplest form – I found the picture below that sums it up – It is fear itself, or better put, the “anticipation of pain”.