Most of you will be aware of my severe dislike to the evil that is cotton wool. The thought of having to handle the furry little balls of wickedness turn my stomach inside out and make my teeth want to jump out of my mouth (unsure why but that is the only way I can describe it.. im currently fighting a mini reaction as I write this such is my distaste for the cotton plants devil offspring)
I had always presumed this was some sort of freak mental problem... and it turns out it is.. and it has an offical name and everything:
HAPTODYSPHORIA

Pronunciation: hap′tō-dis-fō′rē-ă
Definitions:
1. An unpleasant sensation derived from touching certain objects.
So now you know.
Billions of kisses, and early christmas wishes
Mwah xx