Why are elephants scared of mice?
Why are humans scared of spiders?
The other midnight I encountered a moth. Tall as my thumb. As I cautiously walked away from it, the moth flew into my face. Maybe it was trying to kiss me. Maybe it was in self-defense mode. Or maybe it mistaken my pale skin for the moon.
Whatever its intention, I jumped with surprise. I confess I squealed. I closed the door, isolating the moth in the bathroom.
It was just a moth. Why was I scared? Who’s a thousand times bigger?
Fear. It is a bug.
Our personal fear may look tiny to other people, but in our minds, it’s huge.
We give fear so much attention that it thinks its a superstar.
From an objective perspective, fear is just fear.
Yet our physical form affects our judgement.
If you were a fly, you’d have acrophobia. Not coprophobia.
If you were a tree, your entomophobia would be greater than peladophobia.
Or so you’d assume.
Who knew humans would be so frightened by spiders?
No fear is greater than another.
Fear is as great as you see it.
The next time you encounter fear, squish it.
It’s smaller than you think.