Um, yeah.... pretty much all of the above for me too. We were suppose to be the "People of the Living and True God" and yet everyone was so scared of EVERYTHING. Makes no sense!
The two biggies for me were-
1. Dying at Armaggedon. I knew my heart was bad (even though I put on a good act) so I knew I was bird food once Armaggedon came. I always thought there was something seriously wrong with me, why I couldn't love meetings and going out in service. I can remember when I was in elementary through junior high especially, when we would have loud thunder storms or even sonic booms, my insides would turn with that thought that the "Day" was here and I was dead.
2. Fear of Demons- Oh my gosh, can't tell you how many nights I couldn't go to sleep because I was petrified demons would attack me in my sleep. This goes along with the fact I thought I was a bad person... I really believed it was just a matter of time before they possessed me, scratched on my window or pinned me down in my bed while I slept. This actually led to panick attacks where I thought I was having an "experience".
So sad for children to grow up with these kinds of obsessions.....