posted on Dec, 10 2006 @ 09:36 PM
Originally posted by chissler
Spiders!
Ugh.
I have a fear of spiders. I simply hate the damned things.
Nevertheless, about fifteen years ago I tried to overcome my fear of spiders actually obtaining a "Chilean Rose Tarantula". I, of course, did a lot
of research (know your enemy) and I became thoroughly familiar with the disgusting creatures.
Knowing the tarantula did not ease my fears of them. In fact, after feeding them crickets and other insects that I managed to catch for "my
spider", I only grew to hate them more. Regardless, I forced myself to handle "Fred" (after Fred Astaire -- inspired by his film "Daddy Long
Legs") on a daily basis. I would let him crawl around my living room and I even developed a strange rapport with him. I won't say that we like
each other but we both did our part. On my part, I fed him, kept his aquarium/home clean and supplied him everything that was required. I handled
him on a daily basis. On Fred's part, he never bit me.
One day, after about a year of our "relationship", I found Fred...dead. I suppose he simply died of old age. All I know is that I did not mourn
Fred's passing and that I will never keep another spider as a pet. Granted, I did learn that tarantulas are remarkable creatures with a strange and
distinct personality. But I will never overcome my fear -- or healthy respect -- for spiders.