So my mum took me to a Bohemian Rhapsody shirt and reptiles event, explained I was terrified of spiders and the handler introduced me to a large tarantula after explaining how I could leave, he wouldn’t bring it any closer to me than an arms length and how she was friendly and wasn’t poisonous. I shook her paw, and I have been fine with tarantula’s ever since. I was eight. I’m still not great with the tiny ones but the bigger ones and I are pretty chill now. There are solutions, my mum didn’t even have to spend money on mine.
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