I Can’t Touch Cotton Balls – A Confession

cotton ball
Pure. Terror.

It’s been a while since I’ve introduced you to a  new D.J. confession.  In the past I talked about how I used to wear tight jeans, and how I pretended I was in bands when I wasn’t, and how  I poop when I talk on the phone.  But that’s nothing compared to this confession.

Ever since I can remember, touching a cotton ball freaks me out more than anything else.

cotton ball
Pure. Terror.

Let me put this in perspective.  When I was nineteen I worked as a security guard in a Jewish retirement home.  I had a badge.  It was totally lame, and I just sat around reading books and drinking from the water-cooler.  I sat behind a desk, and pretended to look tough.

That summer I watched a beautiful woman my age who did the cleaning with her grandparents every day.  I never had the courage to ask her out.

I did, however, have the courage to find three dead bodies.  Well, not courage, exactly.  I just ended up finding three dead bodies.  Old people die sometimes.

These were elderlies who kicked off in their apartments.  And you know what?  While a little sad, the idea of seeing a dead person (this was my first experience) wasn’t such a big deal.  I don’t remember freaking out at all.  Even the smell didn’t bother me.

But the idea of touching a cotton ball, then and today, sends me into a inner mental frenzy.  I’d just as soon never touch one for the rest of my life.

Now, I’m not a total spaz.  You wouldn’t notice that if you put a cotton ball in my palm I start screaming on the inside.  I play it cool.  Inside I’m exploding like a tween at a Justin Bieber mall sighting.  But not in the good way, like exploding with excitement.  Like in the bad way, where I need to run away so far that I’m sure it won’t roll in my direction and stalk me.

So, here’s the deal.  If you place one in my palm, I can deal.  If you ask me to pick one out of a bag of them, I’d really rather not do that.  I suppose I could, but I would try to find any excuse in the world to get you to do it for me.  If one fell to the ground and you asked me to pick it up, I would not.  You are pushing me too far.  Stop now.

Then, if you asked me to squeeze one with my fingers, I would sprint away at full speed, sweating like a bastard.  Because to squeeze a cotton ball between my fingers would be fucking CRAZY.  I’m all worked up just writing that.  No lie.

Every time I get a new vitamin bottle with the cotton at the top, it’s pure agony to remove it.  I’ve tried using two knives to grab it like a chopstick so my fingers don’t actually touch it, but I can still sort of feel the texture that way.  No good.

Sometimes I just press the cotton to the bottom with a pen cap (which also is awful because of the pressure) and try to jimmy the meds out around the cotton.

This is my personal  Vietnam.

Can you imagine how awful it would be for me if I were a woman?  Using a cotton ball to remove makeup?  No way, Jose!  Also, tampons?  Forget that.  I’d be a proud panty-liner patron.

To be clear, snakes don’t bother me.  I can speak before a thousand people and not break a sweat.  Fingernails across a chalkboard?  It’s like a symphony to my ears.  I could chew on tinfoil and love every bite.

But cotton balls – man, that’s just not cool.  Not cool.

Think I’m alone?  Well, I’m not!

Now, if you watch this, you’re going to think it’s fake.  But I know better.  It ain’t fake.  I know this woman.  And to a much less embarrassing extent, I AM this woman.

 

So, if you ever want to see me in the fetal position, build a wall of cotton around me.  Sure I could just run through it to escape, but I totally wouldn’t.  I’d  just stay in the circle until someone rescued me.  And I’m pretty sure I’d have my eyes closed the whole time.

Ooh, now I’m thinking of stepping on it.  That’s freaking me out.  End of post.

66 thoughts on “I Can’t Touch Cotton Balls – A Confession”

  1. AdrienneAudrey says:

    how bout trying tweezers to get the cotton out of the vitamin bottles?

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @AdrienneAudrey The problem with tweezers is I can still feel the squishiness of the cotton between them. But I do use it occasionally – it helps a bit.

    2. D.J. Paris says:

      @AdrienneAudrey The problem with tweezers is I can still feel the squishiness of the cotton between them. But I do use it occasionally – it helps a bit.

    3. D.J. Paris says:

      @AdrienneAudrey The problem with tweezers is I can still feel the squishiness of the cotton between them. But I do use it occasionally – it helps a bit.

    4. bratfink says:

       @AdrienneAudrey That’s what I use, and it works wonderfully too.   Grab it and then put it right into the trash!   Don’t grab a lot of it–just enough to get it out of the bottle.   Sheesh.

      1. D.J. Paris says:

         @AdrienneAudrey  hilarious.  We’re the same.

  2. MandyLang says:

    I can’t stand sand… People talk about the joy they feel when sand goes between their toes… I can’t bear it. When I was a kid I would scream bloody murder walking through it at the lake and what not. It felt like torture. Hot and dry dirt! It even smells weird.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @MandyLang Okay, I checked online and fear of sand equates to “totally f*cking nuts” – sorry.

      1. MandyLang says:

        @delfinparis @MandyLang Ha! Like I didn’t already know I was nuts. 🙂

  3. Jessica_thereader says:

    Rubbing cotton balls together sends chills down the back of my teeth! Something about their texture and the friction makes my skin crawl, much like the way nails on a chalk board effects some people (that doesn’t bother me at all). Guess you and I can cross off that tour of Atlanta Cotton Gins we had scheduled for your next visit.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @Jessica_thereader I think our meeting is kismet. We both have a chihuahua and a cat. We both are tall. Both freak out at cotton. Let’s get hitched.

      1. Jessica_thereader says:

        @delfinparis @Jessica_thereader and we both love soup…

    2. D.J. Paris says:

      @Jessica_thereader I think our meeting is kismet. We both have a chihuahua and a cat. We both are tall. Both freak out at cotton. Let’s get hitched.

  4. Jesse3581 says:

    You have some serious freakin’ problems.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @Jesse3581 You’re not wrong.

    2. D.J. Paris says:

      @Jesse3581 You’re not wrong.

  5. circustoybox says:

    I can’t say I relate, but my older sister told me I was terrified of cotton as a child and I would cry at the mere sight of it.. Though I am “terrified” of dots and specks, they reek of being germs, or maggots.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @circustoybox I can’t be the only one with the cotton thing. We need to stand up and unite! Or not. Whatever.

  6. atvelasquez3 says:

    I hate when people write on a chalk board! I wanna rip my ears off.

    Try massaging your hands first, with deep pressure, especially the tips of your fingers. That should help….I work with sensory stuff!

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @atvelasquez3 I will! I’m going to go find a cotton ball and report back. Thanks!

  7. manapan says:

    I thought my husband was the only one who couldn’t stand cotton balls! He uses a fork when I’m not around to remove them from the bottles. And if the bottle isn’t large enough for a fork, he just cuts off the bottom and pours the pills into another bottle.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @manapan Your husband is a great man. We’re brothers in arms. Tell him we can unite!

  8. jennapooh1971 says:

    1) Pretty sure my sister got married just so she would never have to handle cotton ball related experiences again.

    2) Maury’s an ass.

    3) Snakes know when all my male relatives are out of town then gather in my garage. Bastards. I even have recurring dreams where they bite me over and over. It’s not the venom that bothers me, it’s the fangs. And they ALL have fangs, don’t let them fool you. All the wild ones, anyway. Domesticated snakes are fine.

    1. Jesse3581 says:

      @jennapooh1971 I’m beginning to think this website is a call to arms for neurotic people.

      Yet I find myself drawn here …

      1. D.J. Paris says:

         @Jesse3581    @jennapooh1971  Yeah!  Wait…  That was insulting?  Or not?  Hmm…  Now I have to think about it.  

    2. D.J. Paris says:

      @jennapooh1971 Seriously, I’m so relieved to find out I’m not the only cotton ball phobic out there. Snakes don’t bother me because I’m not a gigantic pussy.

  9. WhitneyLeeCondie says:

    The Spouse (mine) is skeeved out by cotton balls too. Threatening to pull one apart is the surest way to get him to 1) take out the garbage, 2) hand over the remote, or 3) stop being gross. (number three only works to an extent…)

    Personally, two pieces of wood or cardboard rubbing together makes me ill. They’re just so DRY! Even the thought of it makes me want to douse myself in lotion. I’m pretty sure my weird thing is weirder than your weird thing.

    Great, now I need some Jergens.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @WhitneyLeeCondie I KNEW I wasn’t alone. I’m going to start a group called “Cotton Freak Us Out – Boycott” – and it will be, your husband, and one other guy I know.

  10. BrookieCookie says:

    My sister is the same way. She can’t stand cotton balls. It’s the texture.

    For me, clowns are Satan’s minions and I will cry like a little girl if I see one.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      @BrookieCookie Clowns are not scary in the least. You should check into an aslyum and undergo psychotropic medication treatment. Glad to hear your sister is normal like me.

      1. BrookieCookie says:

        @delfinparis Clowns CAN chase you, unlike a cotton ball. SCARY!

        1. D.J. Paris says:

          @BrookieCookie Clowns are just shitty actors that never killed at an audition. Not dangerous. Sad, but not dangerous.

  11. Viki says:

    My husband has a similar ‘freakish’ reaction when his bellybutton is touched – or even approached. Why my hand would ever go in there? Not sure – I cannot recall why I discovered that weird thing about him… On another note, we love cotton balls around here – and Q-tips even more. How do those affect you?

  12. Gwennie says:

    Hey, but what about REAL cotton — like have you ever felt cotton in a field on the plant still?  It’s sooooo silky & suuuuper soft & SO doesn’t have the same squish factor as regular poofy cotton balls.  Just throwing that out there as a back-up plan, you know, in case you ever wanted to drive south & steal some off some poor farmer’s land & all.  
     
    What about those square cotton pad thingies?  Or sometimes they’re circular?  They’re really thin, stacked like 2,000,000 high in a little plastic tube-looking thing.  Those weird you out?
     
    You DO have issues.  No doubt about it.  And balls the size of cantaloupes for being willing to admit it.  🙂  

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @Gwennie  My gigantic testicles are a wonder to see.  Remind me to do a post with photos.  You’ll pass out.

  13. D.J. Paris says:

    Q-tips are a breeze.  Bellybutton touching is not preferred, but I don’t freak out.  I ain’t no sissy.

  14. CrazyTragicAlmostMagic says:

    This is absolutely hysterical. I got a mental image of someone being stalked by a cotton ball and almost spit coffee all over my desk.

    I’m sad (?) to say I don’t have any weird annoyances/phobias like this. Nails on a chalkboard is just fine. Oh you know what, a kid. Hearing some snot nosed brat screaming his face off makes me internally scream in agony.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @CrazyTragicAlmostMagic  That doesn’t count.  Try again.  Ha.

  15. Ryan says:

    I have the same aversion to cotton balls.  I’ve never been able to describe it to others though, because there isn’t a good analogy.  The best analogy I’ve come up with is the sound of fingernails scratching on a chalkboard – except I get that feeling every time I touch cotton balls.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      Ryan, we should meet and start a support group.  A super lame support group.

  16. FDB says:

    Wow, I never expected anyone else to be struck with this same affliction! When I was a kid my mom thought it was hilarious to chase me through the house with them. (Made her pay for the the therapy) I can’t wear certain clothes and would always have my boyfriends take the cotton out of the bottles for me and they just thoght it was a bit odd. The weird thing is that something like nails on a chalk board does not bother me in the least. Amazing there is another one out there.
     
    And your Twitter marketing must be working since I went from who is this joker> might as well look at his site> fuuuuu I just wasted an hr and a half. 🙂
     
     

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @FDB  Yes, see, it’s okay for you to be freaked out by cotton balls.  You’re a broad.

  17. davanna says:

    My son who is 21 years old has always had a loathing of paper towels. It is the texture for him. You can really skeeve  him by getting him to sort of rub one. It is pretty funny to onlookers.
     
     

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @davanna  Rubbing a Kleenex is no good for me.  After ten seconds, I’m okay, but the first ten are rough.

  18. litwitlia says:

    Cotton balls are…squidgy. That’s the only onomatopoeic word I have for the noise and feel of them. I try to ignore the squidgy…but sometimes I can.t Even the sound and feel of a Q-tip freaks me the f* out, so I have to find an alternative means to clean my ears..  

      1. litwitlia says:

         @tfpHumorBlog  and soap

        1. D.J. Paris says:

           @litwitlia  Look at Mrs. Fancy!

  19. bmes82 says:

    I can’t touch cotton balls either. OR Styrofoam…GAH! I just got shivers all over my body just thinking about the feeling!!! icky..

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      I’m glad we’re united on this one.  I feel a kinship to you.  Let’s hang out.  Like right now.

  20. MaureenaHart says:

    You are the 2nd person I have heard of that is freaked out about cotton balls. The other person is my sister. Besides her other strange phobia – people clicking their knuckles together – which people rarely do, except now we, her sisters and brother, know it’s not as extreme as the cotton thing, but still a very uncomfortable experience, we used to do it when a fight ensued. That reminds me, we’re in a little ‘tiff”; must bring out the cotton and do the knuckle thing!
     
    But, other than that, she’s beyond normal, as a matter of fact, she’s super human, in that she’s raised 3 fantastic children – 2 are now out of the house – well one just moved back in to live at home while pursuing a PhD, but her son is 26 as of yesterday, and her youngest is 16 and besides my niece who I adore, who’s 23, and has turned out a little spoiled – many kids of that age are spoiled, I still love her and she’s beautiful and mostly  a sweetie.  My sister also works as a chemical engineer, pursued a masters in math, while the kids were young, and had dinner on the table every night, while getting straight A’s – of course – in her pursuit of the advanced Math degree.  Oh, lastly, she’s very much a perfectionist, and unfortunately could never apply the math major doctorate as a teacher – her goal being to have summers off, as I reminded her, which she agreed, she cannot understand how anyone doesn’t get very hard math as quickly as she does. She actually gets very frustrated – not a good teacher trait.
     
    Cotton phobia, while not that typical, you should feel comfortable that you’re in good company.  My sister is a lovely woman – outside of the math thing!
     maureenahart    
     

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @MaureenaHart    maureenahart  If I ever write a book I’m going to entitle it, “It’s All About Me” or “Cotton Balls Freak Me Out” – your sister is right to dislike them.

  21. KristenDaukas says:

    To this day, my BFF asks me to remove the cotton from her tylenol/advil/whatever if I’m around. Otherwise, it’s up to her husband to save her. She swears it screeches at her.  

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @KristenDaukas  She is right to ask for this.

  22. polizzimichael says:

    on cotton balls and therapists, at least you grew up with that positive vibe, my therapist, I think is about to lose it with me and my apathy and self loathing, but onto the cotton balls ,  don’t  we all have some weird thing that is our own  bizarre  traits? I count how many times i brush my teeth 32 to be exact on each side, top and bottom, its all good, normal people are so boring

  23. eyeonyouproductions says:

    Yep, cotton balls freak me out… My daughter(Almost 4 years old) thinks it is highly hilarious to come rub one on my arm. Not cool at all. I have dreaded these things for years, and can’t even seriously think about touching one without all the hairs on my arm standing on end.
     
    Holy Mary, Mother of God, I had to stop watching the video when the person came out covered in cotton balls.
     
    Winston Smith might have had rats in Room 101, my my primal fear is cotton balls.
     
    And revolving doors…

    1. D.J. Paris says:

       @eyeonyouproductions  We’re the same you and I. Revolving doors are totally cool with me. But I know many people freak about them.

  24. D.J. Paris says:

     @polizzimichael  Hmm – you are clearly nuts. Get thyself to an asylum, post haste!

  25. Grey says:

    I’m terrified of spider webs. For the same reason, I think!

    The thought of seeing them, of them falling on me or touching me or me walking into them just….ASKJFAJSDFJSHDFG!!! I have torn my glasses off my face and screamed in the middle of the street when walking into them (the spiders in my current location drop huge web bombs that float through the air in chunks during a certain season. It’s absolutely horrifying and I can barely go outside).

    Cotton balls don’t bother me at all but now that I think of it, the texture is the same. I have a very hard time touching those fake cotton webs. I know they’re not real webs but they scare the shit out of me to touch anyway, and I think it’s the same principle! The feeling is just awful! Somehow, cotton balls don’t trigger that fear in me (what, the fear that there’s a spider in there that will jump out and poison me?)

    Also, that Maury video made me so angry. I can’t think of anything worse to do to a person suffering from a real phobia than to reenact her worst nightmare and sit there and laugh at her in front of a live audience. What a huge asshole!

  26. Tracy says:

    HILARIOUS!

  27. Danny says:

    The same thing happens to me lol it sucks

  28. Morava says:

    I laugh now but try to touch your belly button in front of me and I will cry like a baby. Try to touch mine and there very well maybe bodily harm.

    1. D.J. Paris says:

      Hmm… You’re right that the belly button is pretty gross. I don’t think I’d like someone to stick their finger in mine. Oh, and the outtie ones are forged from the devil.

  29. Tahnycooks says:

    reading this sent me over the edge! My family teases me and thinks I’m absolutely nuts cuz cotton balls send me over the edge! I recently had to go to the Mayo Clinic for migraines and sitting in the office talking to a doctor I was distracted by a clear jar full of cotton balls. I actually had to get up during the conversation and hide that jar out of site….down to the psychiatric ward I went! The dentist also knows not to come near me with a cotton ball to put in my mouth! OH. MY. GOODNESS!

  30. Sara says:

    This do the first time I have EVER heard of anyone other than myself with this issue. I have gotten a little bit better at managing the weirdness ove the years, but I totally feel your pain. I live in Wisconsin and walking across packed snow on the ground is equally repulsive.

  31. Euradee Wheeler says:

    I AM A VICTIM OF COTTON BALL SPIDERS IN MY BODY. i have been washing them out with peppermint oil but the more I WASH SEEM LIKE THE MOER I have all over my body I REALIZE THEY ARE TRYING TO SMOTHER ALL THE HOLES IN MY BODY
    I AM SCARED AND I DON`T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO . one morning I woke up and they was in my chest and in the middle of my back and now they are in my legs all over my neck and my head and in my ears please help me. they are tweaking around my eyes..

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