(January 18, 2014 at 1:40 am)Drich Wrote: I thought I was the only one! I have lived with this shame for almost 40 years, the only people I have ever told about this are those who ask me to get them a cotton ball and I can't, or when ever I open a new bottle of aspirin I have to get someone to remove the cotton for me.. Forcing me to tell them my kryptonite.. My wife trying to help me break from my 'sissyness' as she lovingly identified it, poured a whole bag of them on me while I slept. It felt like I was being electrocuted. There is something evil about cotton balls.
And here I thought I was the only one!
Perhaps there are more of us...
Stand proud, brother, and no longer feel ashamed for your affliction. We must be open with our suffering so others that are embarrassed to mention their pain may find the strength to announce to the world that they can't touch cotton balls. Maybe one day we can rid the world of this diabolical menace.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
