Fears

Not to be a negative Nancy or anything, but I have compiled a list of things that I'm afraid of in reaction to the many gratitude lists floating around. I'm grateful for my fears, because they keep life interesting and quirky. Also it should be noted that the word "fear" is used quite loosely. I am using it in a way that means: things that I approach with caution or apprehension. The Oxford English Dictionary defines it as:

Apprehensive feeling towards anything regarded as a source of danger, or towards a person regarded as able to inflict injury or punishment.

 What I like about lists of "fears" is that you can take things off it at any given time, usually after more maturity is acquired. It is my goal to overcome these fears through the course of my life, and replace them with brave points.

 

J-walking

Getting hit by a bicycle, caught in the spokes and dragged  

expired dairy products 

performing for a crowd (meaning an audience larger than me and myself) 

casserole (especially leftovers)
celery 

cats
anything that is supposed to be scary, scares me
being home alone late at night
walking in the dark (outside)
clogging the toilet
accidentally grating my fingers with the cheese
getting hot sauce in my eye
being stranded on the way to Idaho with no coat
becoming obese
my teeth going yellow
eggplant
my whole family dying
having my hair turn brown
kitchen rags left in the sink
weird smells in the fridge
violence portrayed in any way
little dogs that run towards the ankle
really high cliffs
getting my emotions confused for the spirit
throwing a huge party
not shaving my legs for longer than two weeks
cold hot dogs
hot dogs cooked in any way besides over a fire
planning a wedding
people thinking I hate them
sleeping through something important
a dirty house
writing papers