Eyo!
Apologies for slacking these past Friday’s gone.
I return to you (with a helpful reminder from @Khorne_Dawg, thank you! 
) with a question for this week:
What is a completely irrational fear you have?
For me, rational fears - heights, bees/wasps… seems reasonable?
Irrational… POLYSTYRENE.
It needs to be abolished. I simply cannot stand the sight of it, the sound of it, the touch of it… it’s genuinely like kryptonite to me and I can’t function normally if I’m around it.
Though I can’t say it genuinely “scares me”, if anyone comes near me holding it, I will likely run the opposite way. Why? I truly do not know. Irrational funsies 
I have SEVERE thalassophobia.
I was raised in North Queensland, where bodies of water are INFESTED with saltwater crocodiles. I live in South Queensland now, and South Queenslanders just jump right in to swim in these rivers that CONNECT to others that are infested by saltwater crocodiles only a few hours’ drive up north. It absolutely baffles me. I’m good, gang, youse can swim but I’m not jumping in after youse.
My greatest fear is being stuck in deep water with a rogue saltwater crocodile.
A lightning bolt to the head. Even when I’m inside my own home, or a building, or a car etc. If there’s the slightest rumble of thunder 50 miles distant I just know I’m going to get blasted in the skull with a gazzilion volts and I’ll be a smouldering shadow on the floor like some cartoon person. Instant hyper tachycardia. My heartbeat becomes a gently hum rather than a beat.
And it’s not irrational. People have been blasted by lightning loads of times. Please don’t mention 8 billion people on Earth blah blah so ‘it won’t be you’. Did you know there’s 1.4 billion lightning strikes a year? that’s 44 strikes per second world wide. Some poor buggers gonna cop one to the forehead. Might be me.
Up to 24k people a year are beaned in the head by Lightning. No thanks mate.
BUT I’m in the UK. Lightning is a very very minor event, completely infrequent to the point it’s a novelty if it happens so largely irrational.
The panic of lost keys when you know they can only be inside your own home is weird, like - I haven’t left the house, can’t find my keys so the MUST be here and somehow I’m panicking.
Reminds me of a more irrational childhood fear of sharks / crocs in the swimming pool while swimming to the deep end.
I have an irrational fear of boats, naviphobia I think.
It’s due to a fishing trip as a kid, and my dad flipped the boat and went under. Now it’s hard for me to stand on a boat regardless of size.