GUTTED
We have played a spider game in the past, where we pretend a mummy spider and her babies live in the crack in our skirting board.
Today in the garden she saw a real one, a HUGE one. She seemed quite pleased. Then it ran off and she was asking 'where's spider gone mummy', so I was saying oh it here it's there and then I said oh look there it is and pointed to her. Oh my GOD! She freaked.
She was tearing at her hair and going mad. It went on for ages and I couldn't calm her down. When she did eventually stop it was only for a moment and then she'd start again. I took her upstairs in the end and lay on my bed with her, chatting to her about school and put cbeebies on etc. She'd chat to me and seem fine and then suddenly something or nothing would spook her and she lost it again.
She eventually calmed down and I left her and when she rejoined us she was cool but I feel sooooooo bad.
She'll have some sort of horrific spider phobia till she's 45 now and finally gets therapy and it's my fault.