I have a secret fear that at times plagues me.
"He has not learned the lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every time I watch a TV show or movie in which someone is bound and gagged, I wonder...
Gagged... Would I survive?
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Would I survive such an episdode?
Were such a thing to happen to me, I fear I would not survive.
Why am I afraid of being gagged?
For all my life, I've had difficulty breathing through my nose. Maybe it's alergies. Maybe it's just day and night cycles. There are times when my nasal passages are open and I can breath freely. Most of the time, though, not so much.
Right now, as I type this story about my fear, my sinuses are plugged up. Hardly any air at all is able to pass through. If I were not free to breathe through my mouth right now, I would likely suffocate.
I'm sure I have an overactive imagination,
but I wonder how I would fare in a hostage situation? You know; the bad guys capture me, tie me up, and gag me. Do you think they would even bother listening if I tried to tell them I can't breathe through my nose?
They're bad guys, remember? They don't care about me... So what if I can't breathe? One less hostage to deal with.
And so my imagination goes... Most of the time, I just try not to think about it. But then, in the dead of night I wake up struggling to inhale... and I wonder?
~FIN~
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may it be said about you, creatr, "He was a man who used to notice such things."
https://awestruckwanderer.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/afterwards-a-poem-by-thomas-hardy/
Thank you, John.
Having you for a friend is sort of like taking a remedial course in English literature... I much enjoyed reading that Thomas Hardy poem, Thank You! ;)
ha ha ...you're welcome, but it is the mark of a true writer to find inspiration in the small things others scarcely notice and to bring them to light. I think that's a universal fear we've all experienced, or just us -- that wouldn't surprise me either :)
I'm trying to think of any fears I might have.
The biggest thing for me isn't so much of a fear as it is a worry. What will happen to my son when I die? He's almost 22, is an Aspie, refuses help, doesn't have a job... I guess I just have to keep living. :P
Dear Mere,
I don't know what an "Aspie" is?
In any case, I do know the pressure of wanting to "stick around" to be sure things go well for children and grandchildren. I think that is a strong reason why many of us just try to hang on... ;)
An Aspie is a person assessed with Asperger's. Technically on the autism scale according to the DSM-V, which was probably edited by non-Aspies/NTs (neuro-typicals) because they don't know what to do with us - lol
Oh, dear, that must be quite a struggle. I wish you the best! Thank you for the explanation.
Its good to let out your fears so good for you for opening up :)
Thank you, Dear Karen! :)
You are more than welcome :)
The fact that you are writing about this shows you are living out Emerson's words - you are surmounting your fear. The mind cannot overcome what it simply ignores, only what it faces head on.
Or, maybe that I "pulled" one of my vast Steemit article topics to write about? ;)
This is actually something I've never shared anywhere before... I don't really obsess over it, but the thought is a recurring one.
Thanks for reading and commenting!