My most frightening memory is when I finally gave into the fact that I couldn't see period even with my coke bottle glasses. I mean, I see colors, and shapes, but I cannot cognitively turn them into what I'm seeing. My nerves are being fed on by my body, and it began with hallucinations, and later in life, I can barely recognize what I see. One step further, even worse of a memory is my father whoopin' me for 'making up stories' surrounding said loss of vision. I tend to look at the positive though. When the tumors were revealed, I was handed a death sentence and a time line of less than a year. I've been next to blind since birth, but from my diagnosis, I have gone 11 years longer than what the doctors expected, and ended up a (I'd hope at least 4 star) chef, a musician, a hockey player, and a fighter. All in all, I would be a boring person if I never had my worst memory. (Hops off my soapbox, Thanks for making me give myself a psychological profile Nephy )
Okay, Jeopardy style..... What is one question you are afraid of being asked....... ......... and what is the answer to that question?