Alzheimer’s/dementia in general. I’m not dealing with it.
Watching my father slowly disappear has made me hyper aware of the temporary nature of my own consciousness.
My mother died of dementia. I’m closing in on 60, so already my mental acuity is on the wane.
And now any time I can’t remember something I kind of stress.
I’ll hopefully not go down that road, but those events scare the hell out of me.
Dying. I deal with it by trying to postpone that for as long as possible.
I recognize that delaying the inevitable just makes the fear itself possible but I think the alternative is worse.
Being alone.
My biggest fear is ostracism. I deal with it by trying to be a good friend and a good person.
Without getting into too much detail, I experienced an incredibly traumatic event a few years ago. My biggest fear is having that event happen again.
