*No, not small tits. Sorry to disappoint, but actual mosquito bites.
(Thought I’d lighten the mood around here.)
How come they feel soooooo good to scratch? Jesus, it’s gotta be the next best feeling next to an orgasm! I sat out on my back porch last night, and I have about 6 bites on my legs and oh man, every time I scratch, oh the euphoria, and just like sex for some people, in that the harder the better! Why is scratching a mosquito bite way more satisfying that scratching a normal itch?
I wonder why the scratching feels so good. The world may never know.
Honestly, I’ve never given enough thought to what the fuck an ITCH even is? It’s a type of discomfort . . . so we SCRATCH it? How does that even work? I’ll probably go down a Google rabbit hole later, but I’m guessing it’s something like causing minor pain sensations around the itch to disrupt the signals that the nerves are getting and sending to the brain but . . . why is an itch so disruptive to our body to begin with? It’s not like we’re being burned or shot or stabbed or something.
I REALLY hate minor discomforts. I’m wired weird like that, so maybe it’s one reason I’m pretty interested in this topic. I really fuck up myself with those mosquito bites. I don’t just give it a bit of scratching and move on . . . . I dig at it and basically scrape away all the top layers of skin until it’s raw and wet. Then I get those funny flat scabs which are also hard to avoid picking at. I’m not into cutting or S&M or self harm like that, but goddamn, when there’s a scrape or a scratch or a bug bite, I do tend to attack it with much more ferocity than any doctor would ever recommend, hahaha.
Sorry, back to why it feels good to scratch the bites. I think it’s because they feel so bad and are so annoying to begin with. Every few years I really fuck up my back/neck/shoulder with a spasm. It used to drop me for about a week to the point where even getting out of bed was a long torturous task. And no meds would help. But then someone told me about a TENS machine, which attaches some little electrode pads around the fucked up muscles and zaps them with electric pulses . . . . holy shit!! It was like a miracle. I could move around and everything. And all it’s doing is zapping you with another impulse and scrambling all the pain signals that the nerves are shooting back and forth. I can’t count the times I’ve given impromptu and unpaid sales pitches for these things to people.
