My dad's side of the family (he and his siblings) are for some reason terrified of flying insects. Particularly, my aunt is afraid of butterflies and my dad, like me, is scared to death of flying cockroaches. But my dad, my uncle and my aunt share one thing in common: their morbid fear of moths

I can tell you in full certainty that the three of them are terrified of moths because I've seen their reaction to one before.

One time when I was younger we had a family gathering at my house and it was at night with the living room lights turned on. Then this huge as heck moth got into the house (because moths for some reason love lights like nothing else) and sent my aunt screeching and my dad was trying to catch it but was failing miserably (I'm pretty sure he was scared too) and my uncle was just sitting there with the newspaper laughing at them going "guys it's just a moth why are you guys panicking"

Then the moth landed on the newspaper and he almost chucked it across the room