The Big Issue : Edition 452
THEBIGISSUE21FEB--6MAR2014 19 parasitosis (the sensation of crawling skin) through both day and night -- but something else had changed, too. Prior to Christmas, I sometimes suffered mild panic attacks. When they occurred, it was as if my head were stuck in a beehive, each bee a manifestation of a negative thought, buzzing around, threatening to sting. In the weeks after the bed bugs, I found I could laugh at the anxieties as they came: they weren't as bad as the real blood-feeders ruining my bedroom. The anxieties were imagined; the bed bugs were not. Only later could I see that I had transferred that anxiety to parasitosis. When something I'd normally fret about is on my mind, now I feel my skin crawl instead of mulling things over in bed. It's been a godsend. When I get plagued by paranoia and self-doubt, I think: anxieties = parasitic creatures = must be destroyed > They're only imagined > Can be destroyed by imagination. Having a can of bug spray on hand doesn't hurt, either. » Sam Rodgers no longer has to purchase napalm to deal with his eight-legged acquaintances. Follow him on Twitter @anoddgeography. bug w/ blood = parasitic creatur e = not alone = infestation? > Turn on li ght>Seeaclusterofb ugs around the edge of my pi llowcase > Jump out of bed > Rip off all beddi ng>Findmore oft hem around the edge of the fitted sheet = remove all bedding > Are these: bed bugs?