I've always had a terrible fear of eighths.
-gus
Mine is much worse, I am afraid of all fractions. In fact, when I discovered a dial caliper (micrometer) and learned I could work the decimal system to my advantage I immediately improved my bow making. I detest having to guess if some number of 16ths is more or less than some other number of 8ths. How many hundredths or thousandths is that? No problem!
But seriously, I understand the irrational fears. All joking aside, I am a painfully shy person. Speaking to strangers at one time almost killed me. At the end of my freshman year of high school it was announced we were moving. That pattern repeated every school year until I had racked up 4 high schools in 4 years. My senior year came and I decided I would fake being outspoken, popular, confidant, handsome, and smart. And I have been faking it every since. Well, everything but the handsome and smart part, that's just second nature now.
I still have trouble in crowds, my ears ring and my heart pounds. I find it difficult to concentrate, and I can never remember people's names afterwards. If you have met me once and meet me again, please don't be offended when I can't come up with your name. Meeting you was terrifying and I will need to meet you several times to become comfortable enough to be able to stick a nametag on you. Funny what irrational fears can do to a person, huh?
I am glad I decided not to pull into a shell and hide. It's given me a lifetime of great fun and good friends. Not to mention a trickbag of bad puns and offcolor jokes.