You seem to imply that being, how shall I put it, wary of spiders and creepy crawlies as a bad thing. I regard things that might kill you without a second thought, such as our arachnid friends, and 'shrooms that look like an extra from Star Wars, as worth avoiding.
You may never reach the age of reason like what I have at the rate you're going.
Perhaps this bleak prospect is what draws me towards self-destruction.