There is no name for the phobia I have.
The fear of toothpicks.
I actually googled it just to see. The fear of teeth was the only thing that came up and I was thinking “who would be afraid of teeth?” but then I realized most people would wonder the same about being afraid of toothpicks.
It started when I was 17 and was dating the guy I ended up marrying. He was taking a shower and I was watching TV. I got up to go to the kitchen to get something and unbeknownst to me there was a toothpick sticking out of the carpet. I walked right into it and it lodged into the bottom of my foot. I yelled the usual “FUCK SHIT DAMN MOTHER FUCKER JESUS WHORE!!” and my boyfriend ran out naked and dripping to find me on the floor with blood everywhere. We spent a good hour trying to get it out but it had broken off and there was nothing left to grab to when trying to extract it. So off to the hospital we went where they had to numb my foot, then cut it open the size of the toothpick and pull it out making sure not to leave splinters.
I was forced to go without a shoe for 4 weeks while it healed.
Since that day, I will not allow toothpicks in my home and cringe when I see them. It’s all about dental floss for me.


PS - I thought of this post yesterday when I was at work and found a toothpick IN MY CUBICLE!!! And I had to PICK IT UP! Like touch it and everything….. *shudder*