Trypophobia

Trypophobia brings on feelings of disgust or fear when you see patterns with lots of holes. Sunflowers, honeycombs, sponges and seedy fruits can cause this response. Trypophobia is a type of anxiety disorder.

Most people don’t have a true fear of holes. Exposure therapy may help you manage repulsions to holey patterns.

Some studies suggest that as many as 17% of children and adults (about one in six people) have some degree of trypophobia. It’s a fairly new disorder first named in 2005.

Experts don’t know why some people develop trypophobia. One theory is that the brain associates clusters of holes with danger. For example, you may associate a pattern of small holes with the skin of a venomous snake or the eyes of a tarantula. Or the holes may remind you of skin diseases or skin rashe..

Related Posts

Showdown: Venom vs. Lightning Reflexes

By the riverbank, dust swirls as a venomous snake rises and ready to strike. In front of it stands a fearless secretary bird, eyes locked in.One lightning-fast…

She screamed at my daughter for breaking a cup, then locked her barefoot on the

as he cradled Lily in his arms, desperately trying to warm her icy body. His heart raced as he whispered, “Stay with me, sweetheart. Please, stay with…

My mother-in-law dragged me to court, accusing me of pretending to be pregnant to snatch the inheritance…

My mother-in-law dragged me to court, accusing me of pretending to be pregnant to snatch the inheritance. Then, right there in the courtroom, she lunged forward and…

Undercover Owner Orders Steak – Waitress Secretly Slips Him a Note That Stops Him ColdFort

The door to the back office didn’t just swing open; it surrendered. Daniel didn’t barge in like a CEO; he walked in like the owner of the…

The Choice to Stay: How a Pediatric Surgeon’s Patient Became His Son

A pediatric surgeon’s routine heart operation on six-year-old Owen, a severely ill child with a congenital defect, saved his life—but the next morning revealed a heartbreaking truth….

At My Mom’s Birthday, My Brother’s Son Dumped Soda In My Lap And Yelled, “Grandma Says You Don’t Belong Here.” The Table Laughed…

Part 1 My mom’s birthdays used to be simple. A cake, a few gifts, a little too much wine, and my brother Mike telling the same old…