I hate pain, a lot. The idea of doing something that will result in pain always has me tense.
By extension this also leads to a fear of Bee's, because if they sting it hurts like crazy.
There's an exception to the Pain rule though, if someone else's safety is on the line.
If I feel someone else's safety and well-being is in danger then this fear takes a back seat and I end up taking some really stupid/reckless risks myself in an attempt to prevent the other person from being in danger.
I hate failing things.
This probably stems from the fact that I never failed a single class for all of elementary and high school.
So I grew accommodated/used to success, so when I do fail at something it makes me feel like I
really messed up somewhere.
This didn't help where during my 2nd year of college I had ended up failing my second placement, which through a chain effect of course pre-requisites, course availability etc ended up delaying my graduation by over a year (still haven't graduated, it's this semester I'm now dealing with the last two classes in the program).
I don't know what the cause of this one is, but the idea of dying by being eaten alive terrifies me.
I'm thinking it's the point of helplessness/reduction to meat that makes me fear such a thing.
However, that reasoning would also define rape, and although I would never want to be raped (like most people) that's not something I have a insanely deep fear/phobia of.
So there's something extra going on with the eaten alive bit that I'm still trying to figure out.