D-Files

I generally think of myself as a pretty fearless person.  Given the opportunity, I can charge into any situation with a "fake it till you make it" attitude.  I could move across the country (and I have) and have to make all new friends without batting an eye.  Start a new job?  I'll wow them.  Experiment in the kitchen?  How bad could it be? Have children?  I was born to be a mother.  Have my mother move down the street from me.... well....yikes.  haha.  But then I look at myself from an outside point of view, and I have some pretty intense (and probably pretty irrational) fears.  So here are 3 legitimate fears that I have, in no particular order. 1)  I fear the death of a beloved pet.  When I was a child, when one of my pets died, s/he got a kings burial.  I wore black for a week, and cried for days on end.  My pets weren't just animals, they were some of my best friends.  As I got older, I don't know if ...