Hmmm...
I'm afraid of heights. At least I was until I was forced to climb up unstable ladders and scale along traverses 20 yards above a wooden stage on a regular basis. I adjusted.
I'm afraid of spiders. To my chargrin, three large specimens are sharing my appartment with me. They keep the gnat population down. I tolerate them.
I'm afraid of something happening to a loved one. I ignore the possibility by being cynic and thus making it less real.
I'm mortally afraid of jellyfish. I have no clue why that is. I shun swimming in the ocean.
I'm scared of my heart suddenly giving up on me. I often wake up bathed in cold sweat with my hands clutching at my chest out of their own volition.
I'm frightened of people. I generally suspect them to wish me ill. The fact that I loathe most people instinctively doesn't help.
Yes, I'm scared of a wide variety of things. That's why I'm grinning most of the time. I subjugate my fears with general disdain and fake aloof smugness. I cherish the few situations that allow me to live without fear for a couple of hours, and those in found my loved one's arms.
Oh, and I'm not afraid at all to go through a thread with a fine-toothed comb to delete all posts that are far, far off-topic and only serve as a personal battle. But don't force me to do that again, or I'll type nasty things at you. You know who you are.