Mine is Cleithrophobia. I don't like being trapped or cornered. I'm fine in small spaces as long as I know there's a way out but not when I'm unable to leave. I think it started when I was young. I did something wrong then my mom cornered me in our c.r. to spill it out but I was too scared (she was so scary that time, it scared the sh*t out of me!)......
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