During Ramadan, it's customary to eat a date or two upon breaking your fast. However, for as long as I can remember, the sight of dates have repulsed me. A date looks like a legless, antenna-less and immobile/dead cockroach. Even the pits look like baby cockroaches. A bowl of dates is worse than a date on its own because it looks like a cockroach orgy.
You be the judge:
See? It's nauseating. I eat them now (after avoiding them my whole life) because, well, I discovered that they're quite tasty, though I try my best not to look at them. That's a big deal for me because I can't stand cockroaches. I've had a few traumatic experiences with these stomach-churning critters both in real life and in my dreams (my subconscious has screened Attack of the Roaches many times). I've been dealing with the fear/hate pretty well. I can handle pictures of roaches now.
I've also been turned off shrimp and lobsters for a while since I found out that they're known as cockroaches of the sea. That's right, they're related to cockroaches. They're all arthropods. Cockroaches are from the hexapoda group, lobsters/shrimp/prawns are crustaceans, and they all fall under the myriapoda group. They have exoskeletons (outside skeletons) and jointed legs. They're also scavengers and forage on mostly everything. If I can't tolerate it on land, I won't tolerate it under the sea.
I apologise if I've turned anyone off dates and shrimp/lobsters. But I wrote this post for mankind. I wrote this post for science.