I used to be deathly afraid of moths. Answer to standard first question: No, it has nothing to do with "The Silence of the Lambs". Something about them just freaked me out, but butterflies didnt bother me. Last summer, we had a *lot* of Miller moths and I was forced to confront the fear. They still give me the heebie-jeebies, but I can at least get close enough to them to kill em now.
I used to think I was afraid of heights, but it turns out I'm just morbidly fascinated with being in high places.
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