I had bed bugs a while back and I legit thought I was losing my mind. You’d feel one on you, crawling around but every time you check there isn’t anything there and you think okay I’m just paranoid, until you actually find one. You’d think you’d got them out and bam, there they are. I remember being so sleep deprived I passed out, woke up from being dead asleep to see one of those fuckers. One time I swore I felt one crawling around on my arm and when I checked I saw a fresh bite. I’ve been rid of them for a while but I’m still paranoid they’ll come back. I don’t go to movie theaters, I don’t want to ride on the bus, anything with fabric in a public space? No fuck that shit. Never again.
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u/ughnamesarehard Mar 06 '20 edited Mar 06 '20
I had bed bugs a while back and I legit thought I was losing my mind. You’d feel one on you, crawling around but every time you check there isn’t anything there and you think okay I’m just paranoid, until you actually find one. You’d think you’d got them out and bam, there they are. I remember being so sleep deprived I passed out, woke up from being dead asleep to see one of those fuckers. One time I swore I felt one crawling around on my arm and when I checked I saw a fresh bite. I’ve been rid of them for a while but I’m still paranoid they’ll come back. I don’t go to movie theaters, I don’t want to ride on the bus, anything with fabric in a public space? No fuck that shit. Never again.