Vault Dweller 111
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If God didn't want me to kill spiders then he shouldn't have made them look like that. A cute little creature could be more than capable of killing flies, mosquito's, etc. in the house, but no, eight legged and creepy. Blame God.
Irrational fear of spiders as long as I can remember. Quote all the facts you want, doesn't mean shit when I see one crawling on my wall right before I'm about to fall asleep.
And I've never even had a really bad spider experience. Yea they'e always been around. But I've never had to deal with a 'huge' spider inside the house, mostly small with a couple medium sized ones. I honestly don't know what I'd do if something like this:
Happened. If I saw that fucker on the wall I'm gone forever. I'm sure as hell not coming back downstairs to engage in combat with it. That room and perhaps the entire house are now unlivable for me. I'm sure smashing a giant spider with a broom would help cure a stupid fear of basically any kind of spider, but I couldn't do it. I've often toyed with the idea of letting one of the smaller ones just crawl around my arm for awhile so I can see that it's not so bad. But as soon as I see the fuckers I know it's not happening.
I don't really have any problem with them outside in nature. Not saying I wouldn't side step a tarantula on a hiking trail, but the spiders that would freak me out int he house, don't bother me outside. It's just the setting. Seeing a spider crawl over my blankets is just not a place where I want to see this eight legged thing, or a large white wall, and here's this gross looking bug in the middle. It's just so unnatural.
At this point I'm just living my life for the next however many years hoping to avoid an encounter with a truly huge spider in my living space. Because it might just end me.
Irrational fear of spiders as long as I can remember. Quote all the facts you want, doesn't mean shit when I see one crawling on my wall right before I'm about to fall asleep.
And I've never even had a really bad spider experience. Yea they'e always been around. But I've never had to deal with a 'huge' spider inside the house, mostly small with a couple medium sized ones. I honestly don't know what I'd do if something like this:
When I was living in Japan for a year I was in the living room late one night watching a movie. The only light was the tv glow and me sitting there on a cushion watching. Out of the corner of my eye on the left something moved. It was big. I jumped up. I switched the room light on and then behind the tv up the wall this fucker climbed up. Was the size around of a dinner plate. I ran upstairs and grabbed some mosquito spray ran back down and sprayed it. It dropped to the hardwood floor and started skittering across the room. I'll never forget that sound. It was big enough that it made noise and I heard its feet hitting the floor as it ran across. thumpthumpthumpthumpthump. I grabbed a broom that was nearby and squashed that sonofabitch as hard as I could. And I left it there shut the movie off and went to bed. In the morning I went downstairs and it was gone. My hostmother had gotten rid of it. That was probably one of the scariest moments in my life. From what I could recall, eyeballing it, it was either a wolf spider or a brown recluse. That thing was the size around of a dinner plate. Fuck spiders forever.
Happened. If I saw that fucker on the wall I'm gone forever. I'm sure as hell not coming back downstairs to engage in combat with it. That room and perhaps the entire house are now unlivable for me. I'm sure smashing a giant spider with a broom would help cure a stupid fear of basically any kind of spider, but I couldn't do it. I've often toyed with the idea of letting one of the smaller ones just crawl around my arm for awhile so I can see that it's not so bad. But as soon as I see the fuckers I know it's not happening.
I don't really have any problem with them outside in nature. Not saying I wouldn't side step a tarantula on a hiking trail, but the spiders that would freak me out int he house, don't bother me outside. It's just the setting. Seeing a spider crawl over my blankets is just not a place where I want to see this eight legged thing, or a large white wall, and here's this gross looking bug in the middle. It's just so unnatural.
At this point I'm just living my life for the next however many years hoping to avoid an encounter with a truly huge spider in my living space. Because it might just end me.