I got attacked by bugs last night. Not really attacked, but there were a bunch in my basement and I felt like I was being attacked.
I have an irrational (or is it?) fear of insects. I know they are so small, but they are so scary to me. Just thinking about them makes my skin crawl, so you can imagine what typing about them is doing.
Someone asked me to go to a butterfly exhibit one time and I had to refuse because while some may think butterflies are beautiful, I think they are frightening. If one landed on me, I don't know that I'd be able to prevent myself from slapping it off me and possibly injuring it. As much as I don't like to kill anything, my fear comes into play and I kind of go into a "it's me or them" mode. Why are such little, mostly harmless creatures such a big deal to me?
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