Mysophobia, Entomophobia, Automatonophobia

Unfortunately, most of my fears don’t actually have a name for them. I couldn’t actually find a name for my fear of crickets, or my fear of those awful brown beetles that somehow make their way into my house during the summer. They just cling to you-I can’t deal with that- or crickets hopping onto my feet or wherever. It’s too much. Other than the crickets and beetles (because I’m already starting to get the feeling that they’re all over me), I also have a fear of heights, especially in those cases when I could easily plummet to my death. I can’t even jump off of the back of the bus. As soon as I look down, it just seems like a longer fall than it would if I was just watching. Another fear I have, even though this one is a situational fear, is my fear of wax figures, or ventriloquists’ dummies, and other strange things that could look like people. After watching Dead Silence and having some other weird encounters, I have a firm belief that I could never get near anything like that ever again. My other, more common fear, which could easily be an actual phobia, is my fear of germs. I carry around so many bottles of hand sanitizer all the time; I don’t know what I would do without them. I don’t touch doorknobs without cleaning my hands after, and I can be a little obsessive about it. I just don’t like being sick, which is fairly rational, in my opinion.