Thanks, all those legs has made me itchy

Enclosed spaces. I can't use lifts unless I absolutely have to. Will use them to get up big towers etc but am shaking etc!

I am so scared of getting locked into a toilet I take my son with me and make him face the door holding it shut so I don't have to lock it. I have no idea what I will do when he gets too old to come with me!

Oh, me too! I am sooooo glad I'm not the only one to have a completely irrational fear (let's face it, they're completely harmless) of them. I feel less of a freak now

Just looking at them - I find them so repulsive they make my skin crawl, and if one of them even touches me, it can actually make me cry. It's also the way they fly as though with no aim, with their two front legs pedalling into nothing.

'Random flappy bast*rds', is what I call them. Yuk yuk yuk.

Mine's spiders - very boring. Once left the house for the weekend as there was a massive one and the other half (kept mainly for this purpose) was away. Had to go and stay at my mum's.

A family friend had a phobia of pastry. She tried to make it once and when she put her hands in it and started to do the rubbing into breadcrumbs thing, she passed out. However, my mum made her mince pies for years, so could of been a good bit of acting.

exposure on ridges but bizzarely i put myself through some wicked ridges in scotland walking.

its probably because were in a group and you feel you have to go on, never thought peer pressure would hit me at 21!

clowns! and my boys know and find it highley amusing to make me see them if they are on the tele!

And dentists where i do actually hyperventilate lol much to the amusement of my old dentist who thinks i'm a wuss ha ha

Well I suppose even if a fear is unfounded it‘s still as real as it needs to be. Terror is just as bad from a phobia as from a tangible threat. When I was about 12 we went to visit relatives in Calgary and we went to Happy Valley rec park. In those days it was about a 20 minute drive out of town. There was a 35‘ diving platform in the indoor pool and I decided to try it. It looked a lot scarier from the top than it did from the apron. I considered climbing down, but thought that if I could jump once I would overcome my fear. I held my nose and jumped feet first. From 35‘ you go right down to the bottom of the pool, and it took a few secs to swim to the surface. Up I went again, and I was still scared, but did it. I must have done it 5 times and I was scared each time - it never got any better. I‘m not really scared of high places, just jumping from them.

Having to tilt my head back at the dentist and at the hairdressers to have hair washed? I start to panic and cannot breath.

Deep dark water (after reading Stephen King - The Raft as a teenager).
I used to go swimming in a local quarry, got to a platform on one side, and then had to swim back crying my eyes out and all hysterical.

Heights, I once got stuck in an attic when the ladder broke and I would not climb down onto a stool, I was there for about an hour before I decided I didn't actually want to spend the rest of my life there.

At a Cathedral in Lyon, I froze on a metal set of spiral stairs as you could see all the way down to the base of the Cathedral, same thing on the Eiffel Tower.

Think I am a bit of a wuss...

Butterflies, snakes, worms, any kind of pain, flying, my OH being late home - I am quite the irrational freak it would seem :0)

What about giant centipedes?

What about being trapped in a pit full of giant centipedes, eating snakes IN THE DARK?

Bleurgh yes those as well - even small centipedes, inch worms, moths - basically anything lol

I don't mind the dark..

Me too!! There is no way on this earth I could touch a fish! My daughter did once have some goldfish and it was as much as I could do to throw a bit of food in for them (at arms length at that) but I left the cleaning out to my husband and I would have to leave the room whilst he did it. I think its just that cold expressionless face that fish have!

My sister is the same; in fact she's probably worse than me and both my mum and my daughter have a phobia of frogs. Every year my mum used to get my dad to remove all the frogspawn from their pond. After my dad died, the pond was very quickly done away with altogether! I only became aware of my daughter's phobia when we were camping last year when she became hysterical when there was a tiny frog (about an inch long) high up on the wall in a shower block.

Rejection