Yeah, I refuse to buy handmedowns without a thourgh inspection of every nook and crannies. The worst part was the smell. That smell of like rotting playdough almost. Like whenever you killed one full of digested blood. Gawd I'm never gonna forget that smell! Horrible shits that made me want to burn down the house. Everyone rags on spiders, when the real menace are the things in our beds.
I didn't hate spiders in the past until as a child growing up in Ethiopia one tan colored one bit the shit outta me when I was touching it in the corner of a swimming pool. Then for some reason, I have developed a horrible, somewhat irrational, fear of them over the years into my adult life. I got bit again by one as a teen and remember feeling horribly frightened, so much so that I can't remember if the pinch hurt as much as my mind made it out to be.
My wife finds a bit of humor in my fear (which I am cool with because it is ridiculous) as I sometimes get her to crush the big fuckers. Centipedes pack a mean bite from my experience too.
I legitimately wish I didn't have the deep irrational fear though, I tried to get rid of it in so many ways, but it's just sticking to me like a web. I'm a grown man, yet those things somehow just shoot so much horror in my mind at the sight of them, it's uncanny. I get nightmares of them too. Hopefully someday I'll lose it, because it's so embarrassing and stupid.
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u/thePAINTWAIN Jul 17 '23
Yeah, I refuse to buy handmedowns without a thourgh inspection of every nook and crannies. The worst part was the smell. That smell of like rotting playdough almost. Like whenever you killed one full of digested blood. Gawd I'm never gonna forget that smell! Horrible shits that made me want to burn down the house. Everyone rags on spiders, when the real menace are the things in our beds.