By ALANA HOUSE
Phobias are weird things. I have a friend who goes totally spare if she sees a balloon, which seems an odd thing to frighten a 45-year-old woman. But each to their own freak outs.
Me, I’m scared of spiders.
So I had to take a few deep breaths when I went to the DVD launch of Epic recently at the Los Angeles County Arboretum & Botanic Garden. One of the activities that had been organised to get a mob of international journalists excited about the movie was the chance to meet a lovely bloke called Ken the Bug Guy.
Ken wrangles insects for a living (next time you’re in the market for a pet creepy crawly, he’s your man, check out his website here). That’s my idea of hell – especially the tarantulas.
I am not only scared of spiders, I am PETRIFIED of them. And Australia is full of scary ones – we have some of the most venemous types in the world.
The knowledge, for example, that funnel web spiders can fall into swimming pools and survive for up to 24 hours by trapping air bubbles on hairs around their abdomen haunts me.
Watching Ken wrangle an enormous tarantula in a plastic box made me nauseous just looking at it. But then I thought, you know I should face my fears and stop being so scared of spiders.
He offered to put the hairy thing on my hand … but I wasn’t quite prepared to face my fears quite that thoroughly. So I settled for holding the plastic container.
And almost dropped it when the big-as-a-saucer thing decided to try and push the top off. Because it looked like this …
Jaysus, Joseph and Mary! That is SO not my idea of a cuddly pet.
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It's a weird one but I have a phobia of buttons. I don't even like saying (or typing) the word. They make me feel physically ill, especially when they are not attached to clothes. My husband has to wear shirts to work everyday so he needs to wash his hands thoroughly after getting dressed/undressed & I can't have him touch me or my food for a few hours after or I feel sick!! I know it is absurd but they really freak me out!
Just the ones that go through the hole, or press studs too? Very left of centre! No idea why/how the fear originated??
Specifically the ones with holes that go through holes!! Press studs are fine as are metal ones on jeans. No idea where it started, just know I always hated them. My Nana used to keep jars of spare ones....so creepy!!
I have a pretty bad social anxiety disorder, so new people/strangers and not very well known friends even are my fear. Had a history of abuse from teachers and students, even random strangers hitting me when I was an adult. Makes it very hard to socialize when you're constantly on edge waiting for something to happen, although on the flipside it also makes me a pretty damn good judge of character apparently as my friends say...I guess the hyperfocus on body behaviour and recognizing body language, vocal tones, actions in a person reminds me of bad people I know. Have had that since I was very young too, had pretty bad homesickness and school camps were cut short because of that.
Has taken nearly 20 years to try get it manageable, I am farrr better than I use to be and actually starting to walk around with confidence.