I have a legitimate phobia of spiders. I know most people don't care for them, but for as long as I can remember I've been horrified of them.
I'd like to say I've got a little better with age... I'm now able to spray them with just about anything, as long as I can kill them while staying at a safe distance.
Yesterday was a different story. And it's the kind of thing that happens when you're by yourself, so no one believes how big the spider really is, and they just think you're being dramatic and crazy.
I had gone into our basement to print something and as I was coming back up the stairs I see it... the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life. At least in person. Or at least in a lot of years. (I do have some pretty bad spider stories from camp.)
Anyway, I went into complete panic mode. I called my husband and started crying, I'm talking red and blotchy kind of crying. After I calmed myself down with some self-talk techniques, I realized it's ridiculous to be that scared of a spider.
It took a lot of building myself up but eventually, with my husband on the phone so I didn't feel totally alone, I was able to use our swiffer to smash it. There may have been a lot of screaming and more tears involved, but I was actually embarrassingly proud of myself when it was over.
(I apologize for the poor grammar of this, but it was too good not to share)
On the bright side, along with this fear, I've developed a lot of compassion for others when it comes to their own fears. Sometimes I think it's an important lesson or reminder in never discounting someone else's feelings.
How do you deal with your phobias? Is anyone as scared of spiders as I am?