Fears

So we have been having a little mouse problem in my apt. I think they came from the restaurant that is below our apt. I have been the one who has been buying, setting and disposing of traps. My roommate tells me that I am her hero, I am the bravest girl she knows. She also repeatedly admires how calm and laid back I am. I'm fairly unflappable and I freak out pretty infrequently. So I am not really frightened by rodents (although i won't pretend they don't give me the willies) but I am afraid of other things. I can surf, ski, snowboard, skydive and I'm pretty calm about having 10 people over unannounced. However, I am starting to realize that I am harboring a lot of fear and anxiety.The craziest part is i'm not sure what the anxiety is about- i only know it is real by observing its effects. I dont think I am afraid of intimacy or of being known or of commitment but I haven't been pursuing them on anything other than a superficial level.Talking about it seems spoiled b/c it seems like a fake problem or one of luxury- basically the type of thing you talk about in therapy if you can afford to go to therapy for years. Kind of like the princess and the pea, some might say even if you feel it, if you are sleeping on 20 down mattresses just roll over or ignore it. Only a real brat would pay attention and expect it to be removed.