Phone Phobia

I've realized that I have a bit of a phone phobia. In grade 7 I used to talk on the phone to Kristy for 6 hours straight and then write a 20 page report for her to read in class inclusive of diagrams. In grade 9-10 I used to talk to boys all through the night hanging up only to get ready for school. I've always been nervous to place a call but nowI get edgy whenever the phone rings and I have real difficulties with dialing out.
It's fine at work- it's not for me. I can call Sasha easy but I don't do it often. It's ok when it's about the PTA but I try to avoid it as much as possible. I don't like, but can bring myself to call school, bank, whatever but under a great deal of duress and at the last minute. I hardly call my father, my sisters, my brother-
But personal calls are the real problem. First time calls are almost if not always impossible. I simply do not bother to exchange numbers because I know I won't call. Calls to people I've not spoken to in a while is similarly hard and the longer I postpone it the worse it gets. Yet by far the worst calls are the calls with baggage. The ones that are necessary. It's torture. I pick-up, I put down, pick-up, put down, pick-up, put down and on and on and never do I make the call.
Maybe I need therapy. Maybe I've been reborn into an age too advanced for me. Give me a pen. Give me a paper. and the baggage disappears. I can write my soul into being. If only I didn't have to drop it in the box. Lately, I've come to realize I have a bit of postage phobia...