I’m afraid of spiders…as many people are. But if I see one crawling on my wall I am brave enough to get a tissue and squish it.
What I am REALLY afraid of is worms. Not necessarily the parasitic kind, although those aren’t wonderful either. I’m afraid of the kind that wriggle around on the sidewalk on rainy days like today, especially when they’re everywhere and you can’t help but step on one and then it’s stuck to your SHOE…oh God…curls into a ball
Lilapsophobia: Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes.
Hurricanes don’t bother me. However, the sudden awareness at 2:00 AM that your house is in the immediate vicinity of a tornado is a bit unnerving.
“worms roxanne, I was afriad of worms”…
sorry lovelyluka, your post made me think of the movie quote…
My biggest fear of all is the fear of bees, wasps, hornets, yellow jackets, etc., none of which are specifically listed in the OP’s link, just entomophobia, which is the fear of insects in general.
On the first day of school in the fourth grade I and several other classmates were caught in a swarm of yellow jackets and most of us were stung (I was stung twice, but the sound of their angry buzzing and the sight of streaks of yellow in front of me as they flew all around me was horrifying!) Over the preceding summer a yellow jacket nest had been built in a group of trees on the playground. I never went near those trees again after this incident.
The most difficult thing about my phobia is that when I am threatened by any of these stinging insects they are difficult to subdue or escape, plus they can attack en masse. I also have fears of snakes and spiders, but they usually don’t attack in large numbers and are easier to escape if not subdue.
I can’t think of any benefits to this particular fear, other than that it gives me another reason to stay indoors even in the summer since I can’t tolerate being out in the sun for very long.
My favorite palindrome:
Tulsa nightlife: filth, gin, a slut
Telephonophobia - I’m irrationally afraid of calling people. I have to give myself “pep talks” before I pick up the phone, and reherse what I’m going to say. I convince others to make calls for me, even to call friends (there are very few people close enough to me that I will call them voluntarily) I made a pretty good subject for a psychology study once, because of this.
I’m slightly afraid of flying, but that’s a more “normal” fear, and I do not alter my plans to avoid flying. I just take a few deep breaths during takeoff. 
chm, I’m also loathe to call people for the same reason. We wouldn’t make very good telemarketers, eh?
No, not flying, though that would be ironic, like my medical student friend afraid of knives[sup]*[/sup] and blood.
Mine is hydrophobia, though only so far as it applies to swimming pools and the ocean. I have this weird thing about my head underwater; I don’t mind showers but I don’t like all that water running onto my face.
I must also mention athazagoraphobia, since I always feel like I’m being ignored or excluded, and arachibutyrophobia, since no one likes peanut butter stuck to the roof of their mouth.
[sup]*- Odd, no mention of fear of knives or sharp things on the phobia list pages.[/sup]
When I was younger, I was completely convinced that pretty women didn’t want to be around me or talk to me. Confronting one would turn me into a mumbling idiot, guaranteed to say the wrong thing. I have mostly conquered that problem, but it crops up now and then. When I tell a woman she looks “terrific,” I mean it in the original sense, “scary.”
I’m much the same way, and I actually was a telemarketer. I lasted a day. (I was supposed to be marketing to doctors’ offices, so at least the receptionists weren’t too rude; I shudder to think what it would be like to have to call people at home.)
I’m also afraid of driving and centipedes. I suppose the driving one might have some side benefits, in that I’m less likely than the average person to die in a car accident, but I’d still much rather be without it.
That terrifying little girl from The Ring. This goes way beyond normal movie fear. I saw it six weeks ago and I still make my boyfriend shut the door between his bedroom and the room with the TV before we go to sleep. For some reason I’m especially scared in the bathroom. When I’m sleeping alone I know that she’s standing over my bed or in a corner of the room watching me.
I have to stop seeing horror movies.
eeewwww-a-phobia
fear of being a taster on Iron Chef on eel night.
Coordinate-a-phobia
Fear of having to dress my self and match my socks to my tie to the rest of my clothes.
and Eve
I thought Angoraphobia was the fear of being smothered by Mamie VanDorne?
Which I have.
No phobias myself, but a friend who is otherwise fairly macho sort of person screams whenever he sees even a tiny spider.
Makes me wish homophobes were really homophobic, love to take one down to the Castro reigion of San Francisco. “Is that a man wearing lipstick, screeeeaaaammmmmmm!”
Cheers, Keithy
Spiders. Even a little spider makes me scream like a girl and run away, or attempt to kill/trap it under something.
Why would someone be afraid of Beautiful women?
Obviously, you’ve never been chased be a screaming, out-of-control pack of beautiful women, Ryan.
That’s an anagram, not a palindrome.
Well, aside from the punctuation it reads the same forwards or backwards.
A palindrome, n’est-ce pas?
Me too! Ergo-gymno-necro-andro-cyno-phobia has been my biggest problem since wetting the bed! I’ve conquerd it since my program with Bud Light.