Yes, it's an actual word, and I know because I just googled "fear of telephones." As for why I googled "fear of telephones," well, I think I have it.
The thought occured to me last week, and again this. You may remember that I was trying to track down some basic contact information for certain companies. A few times (well, more than a few), getting some of this information required making phone calls to their offices. I came up with every trick Icould to avoid this. When I was finally forced to make a few calls, I found myself sitting, staring at the list of numbers, trying to work up the courage to do it.
Then, this week, I had to call an editor on the West Coast for a non-CC-related matter. Again, I put it off, makign excuses. Even today, when I swore to myself I'd do it, I found myself procrastinating while in the act of looking up the phone number. Honestly, I finally broke down and did it out of embarrassment.
I've been like this for a while; probably one of the reasons I didn't date in high school (right under a tendency to develop long, obsessive crushes that I took forever to act on and even longer to let go of after I struck out) was because I barely ever touched the telephone. Hell, I even had the problem calling guy friends just to shoot the breeze. College was similar, although the campus atmosphere and university email system usually meant I didn't need to call anyone. And it hit me pretty hard for a few weeks in my internship, too.
So this is something I'll be bringing to therapy.