Ew. Gross. When I think of ew or gross, I think of dirty people living in dirty places where they have cockroaches in their kitchens and bed bugs in their sheets.
It's really not true. Some very nice hotels in New York City have bed bugs. There's not a ton you can do to get rid of them, and I suppose it's actually pretty lucky that I haven't encountered them yet, seeing as I haven't slept in my own bed for 4 months.
But I got 'em. And I was in denial forever about it, claiming these welts on my arms are just mosquito bites. But they would have to be the meanest mosquitoes in the whole world to bite me so relentlessly, and in such a close pattern. And the welts don't go away. And they are so much more itchy. I just want to buy some sandpaper and scrub my arm off. Check it out: