I remember buying shrimp from a street vendor and didn't realize that the shrimp had heads on them until he was bagging them. I walked away with the bag and and got close to my car when I thought "I can't do this". The vendor took them back and I felt like a coward but I just couldn't look those shrimp in the eyes.
The first time I ran into a shrimp with heads and legs and tails, was when I was 9 or 10. I just looked at it and looked at it and decided to give it to my mother. This was at a Chinese Student Potluck in Iowa and was considered a rare treat -- it was hard to get any sort of fish much less whole shrimp.
I know eat it quite happily but prefer if someone else has done the cooking.
I don't eat much shrimp because I had a bad reaction to some creole shrimp years ago. I can usually get away with a little shrimp if is is mixed in with other sea foods, but things like shrimp cocktail or fried shrimp (both of which I used to love) are out.
We had a job candidate once who told us that she had loved shrimp, but that having lived in a shrimping area, and having consumed so much of it, she apparently had eaten her lifetime allocation because she developed a serious reaction to it and could no longer eat it.
My younger son has developed an allergy to shellfish, and will sometimes react to things made with fish sauce, so he pretty much avoids fish dishes these days.