My biggest fear is that something will happen to my husband or kids. It’s not a crippling fear, but just an “I can’t even think about it” fear. And no, I don’t imagine I’ll ever get over it.
My other irrational fear is spiders. I wouldn’t say I’ve gotten over it, but I’m much better than I used to be. Even a small spider across the room would make me feel very anxious and nauseous. I gradually got to the point where spiders don’t bother me as much unless they surprise me. The other day, I was in the shower and happened to look up to see one of those creepy, long-legged house spiders on the ceiling. It made me uncomfortable, but I was able to finish my shower. I just kept an eye on him because if he made any sudden moves I would have mashed him with the Pantene bottle. A few years ago I would have ran out of the shower and stayed out until someone (my husband) squashed it for me.