Most times, my parents. They fought a lot, threw things, mentally / emotionally wanted to bully me into what they saw in me, but I'm not. At times, I felt more like a Cinderella with cleaning agents than their daughter.
Certain people who had shown the ugly abyss beyond their harmless facade, among them school bullies.
Adverse Childhood / Youth. *shrugs*
Oh, and of spiders and thunderstorms!
I stopped being afraid of the latter as I moved out from "home" to study in Munich. And of the former after both parents were deceased.
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