I hate spiders with a passion and can't even bear the thought of a picture of them touching me when I fold a newspaper of magazine over so I can't see them. The revulsion I feel for them actually makes me retch violently so it isn't a pretty sight for anyone. Strangely enough though, a couple of years ago, I had to take medication for migraines which was a drug usually prescribed for epilepsy and the revulsion disappeared. As long as the spiders didn't touch me, I was able to deal with them without too much of a problem. However, when I stopped taking the medication, the revulsion came back even though I had told myself that I could obviously control it so the other morning when I awoke to the hugest spider I have ever seen waving it's legs around, I woke my husband up by retching violently as I flew out of bed. He didn't find it the most fascinating alarm clock he's ever heard!