Crossing my legs

Roach problems here have gotten so bad that my phobia has soared to new levels.

Every time my shirt or shorts brush against my leg, I panic and proceed to look down my shirt, pat myself all over and skip around to make sure nothing's on me.

And convinced that I haven't checked thoroughly enough, I peel all my clothes off just to be sure.

I am also convinced that when my head is throbbing from work, it's not actually from work but a roach army moving about in my head.

I had a nightmare that roachies weaseled into my ear/nose/vagina and made base there, which is why I now sleep with my ears and face covered with a pillow.

And I wear very tight panties to sleep.