i live in a really old house and it doesn't help that my room mates leave the doors open all the time. it started when i came home from los angeles last month and i saw a monster (known as an american cockroach) on my bed. i flipped out. i think i actually went into shock because i was too afraid to kill it and thought it was going to run for the hills and i wouldnt find it, so i yelled for my room mate jeff and he ran in thinking it was something major and laughed at me and got on his knees and picked it up with a paper towel. ugh. he laughs at me all the time because i have a minor panic attack and get really close to, if i don't already, start crying. ever since then i have seen a few here and there and i have sprayed but jeff doesn't like the fact of poison being sprayed in the house. so i had to go the route of buying little roach houses and putting 2 in jeffs room since he lives in a lower part of the house, like 5 in the kitchen and one in my room only to be laughed at again at how crazy i look haha. so i haven't seen any since i put the houses up until this morning. god. there were two big buddies laying about a foot apart from each other in the smack dab center of my room. oh god i wanted to wake jeff up but i figured i would try and take care of it myself. not only was it making it worse that my cat was batting then with her paw i went to grab one and let go quickly. the feel of its little body and legs ughgghgh god i cant do it i bundled so much toilet paper and one by one i grabbed then and threw them in the toilet. looking at their little hunched over bodies and eyes and little legs OMG THEY ARE SO GROSSSSSSSSHDDD. i want to be okay like jeff and be able to make friends with them hahah no i don't.
someone please relate.
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I fear feet, you know that. Everyone makes fun of me and laugh on my behalf, even when I start crying at the sight of one. It's not a cockroach, but it's definitely relative.
You put little roach houses around your house, I have to wear gloves when I move Benton's shoes or socks around the house.
We should go to therapy together.
yes! its like your phobia! i act just like how you act hahah i miss your little feet freak outs
Things I have done when faced with the eminent existence cockroaches in daily life: peed myself a little, peed myself A LOT, cried, called my dad from 500 miles away, convinced myself there was additional cockroaches in my clothing and stripped frantically, climbed on top of my bookshelf, yelled for help from my sleeping neighbors, and contacted friends to come over and kill said roaches while I cower in fear, naked, soiled, and teary-eyed on top of some furniture item.
You are not alone. The only thing I fear more than cockroaches, is the retaliation of dead cockroaches (I am convinced they come back to life within minutes).
- Nicole
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