As with most phobias, the fear of flying does make some sense, but if ever there was a fear worth quashing then this is it. After all, life is short, and there's a great big world to explore out there.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm very phobic about flying, but I'm also drawn to it.
My greatest fear is flying. And I do a lot of flying, so that's a bummer.
I'm afraid of flying.
I don't like flying. I'm a bit scared of it and don't enjoy the whole experience.
I hate to fly. I'm deathly afraid of it.
I'm not afraid of flying; I just fear I'm going to die. I think I'm - vulnerable. I admit it. I don't fly. I got claustrophobia. I don't go in high buildings. I don't do those things. I'm just myself, whatever that is.
I finally overcame my phobia, and now I approach flying with a sort of studied boredom - a learned habit, thanks to my learn-to-fly-calmly training - but like all former flying phobics, I retain a weird and feverish fascination with aviation news, especially bad news.
I do have a bit of a fear of heights. But I don't get scared of heights when I am flying a plane.
I get scared when I think I'm going to miss my flight. I get obsessed when I actually miss a flight.
I don't have a fear of flying; I have a fear of crashing.