What's your unfounded fear?
 

The more common fears people have are
The fear of the dentist
The fear of public speaking
The fear of death
The fear of being misunderstood

I'm not asking about those fears, just the unusual ones.
What fear you have but are unfounded or impossible.

I listen to talk radio a lot, and whenever the host mentions the caller's name and it's the same as mine, I have this fear I will hear my voice on the radio. Then I think, wait I didn't call, and then I listen in anticapation until the caller says something, and then I have this releif com over me when I hear it's someone else's voice.

bees and wasps.
i'll fight an entire gang of men if i have to, but one bee, and i'll run screaming like a little girl.

What about a gang.... OF MAN BEES.

Houseflies.

Those things are disgusting and terrifying.

I'm not really afraid of those kind of things...

The potentially savage nature of reality scares me because I feel like I may be forced to become something lesser than I am just to survive.
I'm afraid of humanity and its potential to fall apart at the seams.
I'm afraid of how thin those threads that hold everything together are.
I know that if the day arrives where I'll be faced with the need to resort to any means necessary, I'll be able..
But I'm afraid of who I'll become.

It's nice to focus on the glossy surface of our existence, be distracted by everything we're distracted by... I wish I did that as easily as I used to.
Of course, whether my fears are unfounded or not...
That is another discussion.

What made it less easy to distract yourself?

Time and observation.
As an INFJ personality type, I tend to analyze things in a wide angle when it comes to the human condition. And I'm also a cynic. As I mature, which is a constant thing for most people, I begin making connections that I previously couldn't see while previously enamored with the glitz and glow of our societal ideals.
Naturally, for me, my observations shine more light on the negative things and gradually my outlook on humanity as a whole becomes colored with these disturbing under-lays I see swimming below the surface of this synthetic lifestyle we make for ourselves.
I see, what I perceive as; the truth... and it weighs more than the disposable crap we're using as a foundation of our ideals.

My perception inevitably becomes attracted by the gravity of those realizations.

Wow.
I gotta stop getting high and typing things.

Wasps, Cockroaches.

Blow driers.

The top 2 are castration and blindness.

**** them.