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TIFU by scratching my ear

So, this all started a couple of months ago when I realized how much I loved cleaning my ears. Cotton buds were my go-to, but over time, they just weren’t cutting it. I wanted more.

One day, while mindlessly scrolling through Instagram, I got an ad for one of those fancy ear-cleaning cameras. You know, the ones that let you see inside your ear while you clean? It was basically the Rolls Royce of ear hygiene. Naturally, I bought it.

The first time I used it was... life-changing. I got deeper into my ear than I ever thought possible, and the sensation was heavenly. It was so satisfying that I started doing it all the time—while working from home, watching TV, even before bed. It became my new favorite pastime.

But then, something unexpected happened. One night, as I was scratching away at my ear with the camera, I realized that the sensation wasn’t just satisfying—it was... um, stimulating. Before I knew it, I had unlocked the most mind-blowing solo experience of my life, all thanks to my ear-cleaning obsession.

At this point, my new “hobby” became a daily ritual. But after a couple of weeks, I started to notice some pain in my ear. Nothing major—just a little discomfort. I ignored it because, well, the pleasure outweighed the pain.

Big mistake. The pain got progressively worse, but I powered through because I was addicted. Then, one day, it got so bad I couldn’t even eat lunch without wincing. That was my breaking point. I reluctantly made an appointment with the doctor.

Turns out, I gave myself a full-blown ear infection from scratching my ear so much. The doctor didn’t need to know how it happened (thankfully), but I got a stern warning to stop putting things in my ears and some antibiotics to clear up the infection.

So yeah, I ruined my ear and embarrassed myself, all because I couldn’t stop scratching my itch. Literally.

TL;DR: Got addicted to scratching my ear with an ear-cleaning camera, accidentally discovered it was too enjoyable, kept going despite the pain, and ended up with an ear infection.

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