Bug, dirt, heights, falling, snakes, the dark — all of those are on lots of lists, But here’s a new one for me:
I admit to being deathly afraid of bananas. I hate them. I have been known to run screaming from someone who had a banana and chased me with it. I don’t know why this is. I’m just mental. I finally decided that I needed to at least be able to touch one so that my kids could eat them. It took me 10 minutes at the store of putting my hand out and pulling it back before I could even pick one up without a bag over my hand. I have trained myself to be able to touch them, and now I can even peel them if I don’t have to touch the inside. But if one of those stringy things gets on me or near me, it’s over. I can’t deal.
