Dread, panic and worry
I haven't got a lot of fear, or even a lot of worry. Maybe just a tiny bit...
I once had a fear of getting old, but now that I'm older, it doesn't bother me a whole lot anymore. I have a few old hags sitting around my room, they are cute in a strange way.I have a slightly more worry about getting a disease, where you lay in bed wasting away, depending on others to feed you and such. Here's a little statue of a cartoon character, mutilated by a fellow animator.
But this is my worst fear of late.. the fear of going blind. I was trying to do some work I had not done in many years, clean up of animator's drawings. It is exact work, the line needs to be sharp and precise. My eyes kept blurring and any amount of blinking and rubbing was not helping. I went to see about my eyes, and found I needed glasses! Wow, what a difference! I can see! But for a short while there, I was panicing about my eyesight going away. One of my first thoughts was "well, I can still smell the scent of my plants, I'll be choosing a lot of scented and tactile plants when I go blind!"