It's not being PHYSICALLY alone when I die that I fear,  it would be to simply have nobody, no support system, no family or close friends when I eventually die.  THAT is a terrifying thought.

Death, I do not fear.   I came to very realistic terms with that several years ago, during the year that
I spent working for a funeral home.     I understand death better than most people and am far more
familiar with it than most people.    My beliefs concerning the previous and next lives are also very
reassuring, too.

To address some of the other fears I've seen posted so far...

God.   Why would you fear God?  He loves us,  doesn't He?   I've always believed so as that's
what I've always been led to believe.

Flying:   To me,  flying an airplane is one of the purest pleasures on earth.  Simply being a passenger
in an airplane is a very pleasureable experience for me as well.

Needles:  Truly,  I have no fear of them.   I've had two IVs started on me in the past month, and
several injections and blood samples drawn,  and even when the nurse can't find the vein and has to
stick me five times (It happened!),  not only do I not fear needles,  I don't even flinch.  In fact,  I
WATCH with interest as the nurse or phlebotamist does his or her work.      

I told the last nurse (Monday) who was going to use a lidocaine shot to numb the area before
starting an IV in the back of my left hand to skip the lidocaine shot and just go right to the IV.
She was a bit surprised,  but she did as I asked and she found me to be as easy to stick as an orange.

Snakes:  I don't fear them much.   I can outrun them,  jump like a mother, or kill them...but mostly
I just leave them alone and watch my step when in snake territory.    I haven't seen anything but
garter snakes in this little 'burb anyway.

Heights:  Yes, I have some fear of heights.   (And yet I love flying...go figure.   But my fear of heights
doesn't apply in an airplane.)   But it doesn't control me.   I climb things for fun,  as long as I feel safe when doing so.    I have climbed many telephone poles, because I worked for the phone
company for several years.    The view usually makes it worth it,  especially when the next door
neighbor's yard contains a nude sunbathing hottie!    I've climbed 200 foot antenna towers, too,
and enjoyed it...but I use two safety lines around the tower rather than one,  so when I cross guy
wires, I'm NEVER unhooked completely.     Paranoid, maybe, but if I do lose my grip,  I won't fall.



There are some great answers here.  Keep them coming!


CJ

Quoted: Quoted: Asphyxiation.  Scares the hell out of me. Try it, you might like it.

Just try holding your breath as the moment draws close.  That's ALL you have to do.
No need for anything dangerous.

CJ

In no particular order:

Being in a deep body of water (ocean, lake, swamp) at night.  I will literally walk on water to get the hell out.  I have no idea why.

Ending up single (by divorce or death) and living the rest of my life alone.  Chills me to the bone.

Something happening to my mother.  My father passed a couple of years ago and she's all I have left.  When she goes, I will not be able to recuperate.

Falling on my face and knocking out my teeth.  

IV's, having blood drawn, pretty much anything that involves a needle going into my body for any reason.  I will cry like a little bitch and pass out at the sight of blood.  Especially blood leaving my body.  The irony of this is that I have 4 tats and had (past tense) my tongue and navel pierced.  None of it bothered me at all.

Cockroaches, especially those bastards that fly.  Most other insects, rodents, slithering things don't bother me.  I had a tarantula and a snake as a kid, but cockroaches scare the ever loving crap out of me.  Go figure.

Being buried alive or careening off a bridge in my car into a body of water and drowning.

I watch waaaay too many scare movies.