Blood -- Praying mantis -- my hair stand on their ends just looking at them.... ewww.
This is something I might be able to help with, simple fear.
Here's a thought. During our Revolutionary War, the British used to refer to the colonists in derogatory terms, one in particular. The colonists took that word, made a song out of it, and sang it often to the Tories at the local pubs. The slang term was quickly dropped.
You know the song as "Yankee Doodle."
Take the fear and use it. When I first saw "The Alien," even I jumped. But realistically, you have to hand it to the creators of special effects. In the latest movie "Alien vs Predator," they actually built a twenty foot queen that runs with smooth motions. It was so seamless I first thought it was CGI. I admired the skill, I no longer feared.
I retired because I could
no longer take the stress. I bought a new bike, installed a ridiculously large custom motor, installed a torque cam, alloy push rods and had the monster dyno tuned.
Even in my world, the bike is dangerous.
As I rode it hard for the first time after break-in, I pushed it past 93 MPH, and just like in the movie,
I exhaled.
Danger is what you make it--the thing to which you give power. I was unable to be a credit manager because I just couldn't beat the beast. I feared it. Rubbing an elbow on a speeding Kenworth is simply "interesting."
I have not always been successful in this pursuit, but I recommend you simply go fight your fears. Most are paper tigers.