'fraidy cat.

I like lists. This fact is, I think it's safe to say, pretty obvious to you all as of late. Also, lists are easier than coming up with witty writing. Don't pressure me. It's the holidays. I have very little left to give. I actually resorted to Googling "blog prompt" tonight because my brain is that fried. I feel like I have all this stuff to write about, but I don't actually know what that stuff is exactly. Thus, Google. Oh, dear, sweet, lovely Google.

Tonight's list? My 10 biggest fears. Ready? Go.

I'm afraid of a lot of things, actually. I mean, my nickname isn't Worst Case Scenario Girl for nothing.

1. I'm afraid of the day I lose my parents.

2. I'm afraid of getting into a car accident and becoming paralyzed or disfigured.

3. I'm afraid of burning down my house.

4. I'm afraid of being held up at gunpoint.

5. I'm afraid that if I ever get pregnant, I won't like it.

6. I'm afraid I'll be a horrible mother.

7. I'm afraid that every time I go to get my mammogram in February, they'll finally find "it."

8. I'm afraid I'll be penniless one day.

9. I'm afraid of losing other people I love.

10. I'm afraid of dying in a plane crash.

Do you know that I think about these things fairly often? I know, I know--make sure to tell my therapist. Does anyone else think about stuff like this? I don't want to dwell, and I don't want to be one of those people who worries about stuff when it hasn't even happened, but still--I'm human. I worry. It's what I do. I am, without a doubt, Worst Case Scenario Girl.

Excuse me while I go put on my cape. And then check the Velcro on the neck to make sure it's not so tight that it'll strangle me to death.

with love from Pittsburgh,
Laura

p.s. I just realized what a morose post this is. I'll try to do better next time.