Since my teenage years, I have had very low self-confidence and sense of self-worth and up until now in my thirties, I mainly had a bad image of myself. I still often see myself as someone unworthy of being loved or considered.
My deepest fear is that the people I love and value see myself through my eyes, for what I believe I am, and leave. I fear ending up alone because people will finally realize that I am not worth their time and effort.
The apocalypse—the complete and final destruction of the world as described in the Bible—seems to be drawing nearer with each passing day, fueled by rumors of a nuclear-led World War III.
Sacrifice The Prophet Emissary of Angels Emissary of Pestilence
My worst nightmare is waking up to the news that something horrible has happened to my family, in particular, my wife or my two daughters. I’ve seen horrible things both in fiction and in real life, such as the tragic losses of spouses, children, siblings, and other loved ones. I know loss is a part of life, but the tragedy of lives cut short, such as seemingly young and healthy people becoming terminally sick or getting into horrific accidents sometimes haunts me to the point where I can’t sleep because I’m imagining what life would be like without someone, how I would go on, etc.
My worst fear is to see my health getting worse. I have been struggling with health issues with my neck, back, eye, and headache. It damages my life quality. I’m afraid it will get worse.
Drowning
Certainly the fear to regress, revert to a worse self, and to fail. That efforts, time, faith in action, and even actual achievements may end up being vain (like walking through the right path but drifting away out of fear, selfishness, pride, or distraction). Wasting, undeserving an heritage of blessings that was promised from grace and obedience. Maybe disappointing the people who matter the most (God and beloved ones), or differing from what I am meant to become, according to my potential, my best and most real self.
My biggest fear has always been to be rejected by people whom I trust and love dearly, unexpectedly. I always tend to create tons of scenarios in my head, and it hurts my relationships. I’m working on it, but it’s not easy.
I do not fear death. I fear that I may die just before my potential is fully realized, leaving the world without my imprint.
I fear stagnation more than failure. To never grow, never change—to be trapped in a loop of my own making—this is my worst nightmare.
Helplessness. To be trapped, and unable to do anything to deter the pestilence of the greedy one percent gnawing away at everything I hold dear. Riding on clouds of roiling darkness and spreading their skeletal fingers to grasp at whatever they can take with impunity, the horrors grin with wicked, rotten fangs and stare with empty, abyssal eyes.
Being not able to bloom my potential while I am young.
la mort de mes parents et me retrouver seule, me laisser happée par le quotidien et devenir ‘anesthésiée’ et ne plus resentir et prendre plaisir au présent.
Someone who gets to know my secretive memory
Letting my own inner demons out and causing harm or pain to others… especially my loved ones.
Loneliness
Queen of Past
Dans l’obscurité de ma chambre, mon téléphone s’illumine soudain, projetant une lumière froide et hypnotique. Je le fixe, incapable de détourner les yeux, quand un crâne numérique en sort, ses contours glitchés et tremblants. Il me regarde, vide mais oppressant, et je sens une fumée éthérée s’échapper de moi, aspirée lentement. C’est mon âme. Plus je scroll, plus elle disparaît, avalée par l’abîme des réseaux, jusqu’à ce qu’il ne reste rien d’autre qu’un reflet vide sur l’écran.
제 악몽은 제 안의 공격성이 통제되지 않고 드러나는 것입니다.
일이 끊임없이 떠올라 잠들기 직전까지 심시어 꿈속에서도 일을 합니다. 무엇인가를 놓치지 말아야겠다고 생각할수록 그것을 놓치는 꿈을 꾸죠. 너무 괴로워요.
외로움, 고독함, 허무함, 공허함
평소에 바쁘고 열심히 살다가도 쉬는 날 무언가 불편함을 느낀다
한국인의 정서에는 부지런하고 열심히 살아야 생존할 수 있다는 정서가 보편적으로 깔려 있는 것 같다.
죽음 : 대부분의 모든 걱정은 제가 스스로 이겨낼 자신이 있지만, 내 아이를 두고 병이 아닌 사고나 여러 이유로 먼저 죽을 수 있다는 죽음이 늘 저를 지배합니다.
10년전 아버지가 돌아가셨을 때도 저는 고작 30대였고, 이제는 어린 내 아이를 두고 이런 두려움을 가지고 삶을 살아가고 있으며 지금은 작품에서 미래에 대한 희망의 메세지를 강하게 담아 전하는 그림 작가가 되었습니다.
그럼에도 저의 이 두려움은… 근본적으로 “내가 어떻게 할 수 없는” 영역이라는 불안함 속에서 어쩌면 무기력함을 가지고 아직도 존재하는 것 같습니다.
My worst nightmare is to lose my sense of self—to become trapped in a life where I am unable to express who I truly am. I fear being caged by expectations, losing the magnetic freedom that drives me, and succumbing to a life without excitement or boldness. The thought of being alone in a sea of people, unseen and unrecognized for my individuality, fills me with dread. It’s the fear of blending into a gray world, where my vibrancy and fire no longer shine.
Ma peur logique serait de perdre les membres de ma famille. Sinon, je me souviens d’avoir jouer à resident evil sur Dreamcast vers mes 10, 11ans et que le passage avec l’écorcheur (monstre humanoid sans visage avec une langue enorme, des dents acérées et écorché) m’avait traumatisé. J’en ai pas dormi de plusieurs nuits 😆
Il y a aussi se cauchemar ou tu te retrouves seul dans le jeu de dead space 😳
– ne pas être à la hauteur
– perdre un membre de ma famille
– ne pas finir ce que j’avais prévu de faire dans cette vie Slave Throne Eternal Passage Beautifully Broken Duality