[ SECRET POST #3160 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3160 ⌋

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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Yeah, fair enough. Most times, reducing things to a 2D image creates enough mental distance that they don't bother me as much. But spiders remain an exception. Agreed on it being therapeutic, though! I'd actually enjoy that part.

Oh yes. I have actually given serious thought to applying flames to the last place I saw a since-disappeared spider. If I could have figured out how, I probably would have burned down a house or three by now. Ugh. As it is, I almost tossed an armful of groceries over the porch railing earlier this week when I walked into a web that must have been stretched across the steps and the little bastard fell right into one of the bags and started crawling around. (Fortunately it fell right on top of a bag-inside-the-bags that had something sturdy inside of it. I ended up not losing anything when I ripped the bag with the spider out of the other bag and started bashing it against the floorboards.)

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The side of my house is covered in spiders. Not sure where they come from. I end up slamming a shoe against my house a lot. I also never turn on my porch light because it just attracts bugs which attracts spiders.

[(Anonymous)]

I will have you know that after reading your reply I stared at the screen in horrified sympathy for almost a minute before I could start typing again. Both because of the "covered in spiders" part (AUGH!) and because I used to live in a place that was similarly afflicted. Like, the whole town. All the houses looked like they had mange. Fun times. I was still a teenager at the time and fortunately for me, my family was reasonably sympathetic about the phobia and tended to clear the area around the door. Or didn't care to deal with me having screaming hysterics every time I tried to enter the house, whichever.