Wasps. Fucking wasps. I was stung once when I was like, two or three. I don't even remember what it felt like, but I know it was fucking terrible, because even fucking thinking of one of those things gets me all jumpy and my guard up.
I shook a little bit just from writing that.
Dancing. I have major anxiety over events with dancing and even had an argument over my wedding dance that led to tears last night.