I am afraid of heights. I shouldn't be because I am a gymnast but I am.

failure to live up to expectations

The unknown within the absence of light.

I'm afraid of dolls. Why? I had a dream that I doll sliced my head off. I died in slowly, darkness crawling over me. Worst of all, I was alone.

Fading into a vast oblivion with not a memory of my existence left for others to observe. Becoming an invisible nothing.

Looking back and realising I've gone it all alone.

I am deeply afraid of reaching the age when I must retire.

For me it marks the end of everything. When I become so infirm that I can no longer earn my living I do not know what I will do.

I am mortally afraid of being retired.

Tell me the name of a great-great grandmother or grandfather.

Don't forget me.

I am afraid of disappointing the expectations others have of me. Afraid of failing the things that matter most and not making real my dreams.