Picture your worst fear, the one so crippling your life demanded you make a stand. You're driven to the point of madness and this fear, rational or not, must stop. What would you do to overcome this demon? How far are you willing to go? Combat claustrophobia by spending the night in a coffin? Cure your fear of spiders by having a bucketful of them poured over you? Were you cured or did fighting the fear exacerbate? Do you now spend your days in an asylum? Ridding the fear was a blessing or a curse? Did you find out your life was better having that fear? Delve into the demons of your phobia!