Phones. I will never answer the phone unless it is a number I recognize. Sometimes I still won't answer if I do recognize the number just because I dread talking on the phone. I would extra measures at work to make sure I'm at a register furthest from the phones so that I don't have to answer them. I still do anyways. If I need to make a phone call, I will spend the entire day dreading it and thinking about it and pushing it off, and sometimes I just won't make the phone call. I hate phones. Texting is fine, though. And there are certain friends and family I don't mind calling.

Cars. I have a fear of driving (though it's somewhat diminished). I will say that at the job I just left, I had to walk along a pretty narrow median for a bit to cross a bridge. I would have to do everything I could not to panic while on it. Didn't help that one time an accident almost happened right next to me that most certainly would have made for a dead or seriously injured Scott.

I am afraid of never doing anything with my life, of not accomplishing any of my goals of being a teacher, finishing a novel, getting married, whatever.