Becca, I know just how you feel. But if I see one and run away, I don't know where it will appear next. So I always get my long-suffering husband to gently put it outside.
You're quite right Little Hawk, I was very silly to have confessed my phobia in a weak moment to my class. But they had excellent fun with it, albeit nearly giving me a cardiac arrest on many oaccasions.
It's funny, but craneflies (Daddy long legs) don't bother me at all, even though they look a bit spidery. Seeing their wings calms me immediately, and I can put them outside in my hand.