I can remember the birth of a few of my neuroses:
I developed a fear of hospitals and doctors’ offices after having thyroid surgery. Something about doctor’s wanting to remove parts of me really freaked me out. Now I get the sweats whenever I’m in a room that’s white and sterile.
My germ-o-phobia came about after I pulled a worm out of my butt. That’s right, pulled it right out like a long, fat rice noodle. It was pink and thriving, in my keister. This led to a fear of children – grubby hands.