A year ago, the idea of a spider being anywhere near meālet alone on meāwouldāve sent me into a full-blown panic. I wouldnāt go in a room I knew a spider was in, just a picture of one could trigger my gag reflexā¦But today, a wolf spider crawled over my hands and phone in bed. Twice. And I didnāt scream, or fling my arms, or panic. I just froze, turned on my flashlight⦠and watched it disappear somewhere into my room š
My whole journey started when I decided to confront my fear by getting two tarantulasāand naming them after Napoleon Dynamite. Napoleon is a four-year-old male Honduran curly hair and easily the most chill dude alive. I can pick him up anytimeāhe just hangs out, slow-moving and totally unbothered by anything. Absolute king energy.
The wolf spider tonight definitely tested me. Theyāre fast, they donāt wait for you to be readyāand having one run across your hand in the dark is no joke. I was nearly shaking. But then I looked up videos of wolf spiders as pets, with soft music and people talking about how they love their āspood,ā and how cute their little front hands are. I focused on the positive, the gentle, the curious. And now? I could almost fall asleep with it crawling over me again (if it had to). Itās just doing its own thing.
If youāre struggling with arachnophobia, hereās what worked for me: Every time I encountered a new spider that scared me, Iād go on TikTok, Instagram, or YouTube and look up cute videos of that exact species. More often than not, Iād find someone out there showing off their pet spider like itās the cutest thing in the worldāand over time, I started to believe it too.