I have been petrified of spiders for as long as I can remember and once I found out there was a name for my fear, Arachnophobia, it was good to know that I wasn't alone. I am not afraid of a spider biting me but I am petrified of a spider crawling on me. OMG! I am getting the heebie-jeebies writing this.
In the not so distant past, if I found a spider crawling on the floor inside my house, I grabbed a phone book and dropped it on top of the spider. It had to be a heavy book so there was no chance of it escaping. After dropping the phone book I ran out of the house while making strange sounds, but that didn't help much because I was now in a place where the chances of seeing a spider was much greater. And there the phone book and hopefully, a dead spider sat until someone came home to deal with it.
Speaking of books...I have never read Charlotte's Web. And don't get me started on nursery rhymes about spiders. I read 'Little Miss Muffet' once and vowed never to read it to my kids. Of course Miss Muffet was frightened and ran away when the spider sat down beside her! If that wasn't bad enough, there is a song for children about a spider. You know the one...'Incy Wincy Spider.' You will never, ever find me using my fingers and thumbs to make them look like a spider climbing. You know how much I like to rhyme but you will never, ever find me rhyming about a spider.
Now that I am a much older adult, I will look at a spider web because I find them to be interesting works of art. The web that an orb weaver spider makes is amazing and I just had to get a photo of one that I found high up in a pine tree. I crept up slowly and just my luck, there was a huge spider sitting in the middle of her web. It wasn't easy to get the photos because I almost passed out with every click of the camera. I finally realized that I was holding my breath while taking the pictures. I also had many blurry photos from shaking so much.
I was proud of myself for getting the photos, but I had nightmares every night for a week of me being an orb weaver spider's prey. It had me in its web and was wrapping me up with its silk, saving me for a tasty meal. Thank goodness I woke up each time because if the dream continued to the point where the spider was eating me, I would have surely died in my sleep of a heart attack. OMG! I am shaking and I feel like I am going to puke! Facing my fear didn't help at all.
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