When I was a little kid I was deathly afraid of fire. No joke. I wouldn’t go near candles and the thought of even lighting a match was enough to give me a miniature nervous breakdown.
Seriously- even in high school AP Biology- I made someone else handle the lighter.
It took me quite some time to get over my fear of flames, so you should all be shocked that I made my first attempts at pyrography (yes pyro like fire) aka: woodburning this past weekend. It was surprisingly not as hard (or scary) as I thought it would be! I didn’t burn myself at all.