Lactobuzzillus
Skipped Elf Practice
I had crippling apiphobia as a child, but as I learned more about bees over the years, I gained a respect for them. They are now one of my main hyperfixations.
I really enjoy watching them. Even so, their erratic movement and the buzz of their wings freaks me out on a primal level. I start walking away in a panic whenever one follows me or gets into my personal space. I’ve been trying to face that fear so I can study them up close.
Watching bee videos with headphones on seems to have desensitized me to the sound of buzzing, at least while watching the videos. I’m not sure if it has helped with real-life buzzing.
I had a couple of encounters with bees recently, too—I could have appreciated them more if I wasn’t afraid, but I did push myself to get out of my comfort zone. The first time, a little one landed on my shoulder when I was out for a walk in my neighborhood. It rested there for quite a while. The second time, I found a carpenter bee in a gas station parking lot. It was having trouble flying, and I got the courage to pick it up with a stick and take it to a patch of grass. Upon closer inspection, it was a male—I could have picked it up with my hands since male bees don’t have stingers, but I didn’t have the guts. I wish I had.
It’s kind of ironic how I can be so interested in something and so nervous around them at the same time. Although I guess a similar thing happens around the opposite sex. Lol.
Have you ever managed to get rid of a phobia or fear? What worked for you?
I really enjoy watching them. Even so, their erratic movement and the buzz of their wings freaks me out on a primal level. I start walking away in a panic whenever one follows me or gets into my personal space. I’ve been trying to face that fear so I can study them up close.
Watching bee videos with headphones on seems to have desensitized me to the sound of buzzing, at least while watching the videos. I’m not sure if it has helped with real-life buzzing.
I had a couple of encounters with bees recently, too—I could have appreciated them more if I wasn’t afraid, but I did push myself to get out of my comfort zone. The first time, a little one landed on my shoulder when I was out for a walk in my neighborhood. It rested there for quite a while. The second time, I found a carpenter bee in a gas station parking lot. It was having trouble flying, and I got the courage to pick it up with a stick and take it to a patch of grass. Upon closer inspection, it was a male—I could have picked it up with my hands since male bees don’t have stingers, but I didn’t have the guts. I wish I had.
It’s kind of ironic how I can be so interested in something and so nervous around them at the same time. Although I guess a similar thing happens around the opposite sex. Lol.
Have you ever managed to get rid of a phobia or fear? What worked for you?