I could probably comprise my list of copy & pasting much of what you guys wrote.
but instead, I shall ramble incessantly, like I always do.
- The sock thing. They have to be lined up perfectly on my feet. I have purchased SOOOOOOO many socks in my lifetime, mainly because as soon as they get loose, I will go insane if I keep trying to wear them. Or I'll realise right after I bought them that they don't sit quite right on my feet, or are too loose to begin with, etc.
- I CANNOT DEAL WITH BEING HOT AND/OR HUMID. Being wet in clothes, being in hot weather, or even showering can be torture. When I'm showering, I have to stay *IN* the flow of water. If I step away from it at all, then it's just hot and humid and torturous. As long as I'm in the water, I'm okay. When I get out, I have to have fresh air, not the humid closed-in shower air, and have to be 100% dry before I put any clothes on. Forget being in hot weather, especially if it's the least bit humid, I seriously can't function.
- DP likes to rub me repeatedly, like fingers on my arm or whatever, no matter how many times I tell him that IT HURTS. He just forgets, repeatedly. He used to not believe me because he was doing it "so lightly", but it doesn't matter. If he's rubbing the same spot for more than a few strokes, no matter how lightly, it really, really hurts.
- I cannot sleep if anyone is touching me whatsoever. This was torture when dd was nursing through the night. She pretty much had to be attached to the boob as an infant in order to sleep, so I basically got no sleep in that time. Actually, I can tell when someone is near me when I'm trying to sleep, or even when I'm not... I swear it's like I can feel it, even if I can't see it and they're not moving. I first noticed this with my bird when I was a kid. If he sat on my shoulder within about 2-3 inches from my face, I could feel this weird tense feeling.
- I am a huge, huge, huge picker too. I've put a lot of focus into that lately and have been getting much better for awhile now. I also used to cut, etc when I was a teen. Although this is definitely part-sensory issue, I think there were definitely other reasons for doing that.
- I'm extremely sensitive to food textures. Or just sensitive to food in general, really.
- I do that foot/leg/arm/hand shaking thing, as someone else mentioned, without ever realising that I'm doing it unless it is pointed out. However, it drives me nuts when other people do it.
- I can't wear rings. I have to continually push them up on my fingers. Something about that sharp feeling against the base of my fingers... but then I start driving myself crazy doing it. I hate the "loose" feeling of a ring... even if it's tight... I just have to have it pushed all the way up. And they never stay there.
- I have to have the covers surrounding my body and pulled up exactly right over my shoulders before I can go to sleep. Even if it's really hot, I can't sleep without some kind of blanket over me in this exact way. And laying in an exact position.
- I'm extremely sensitive to loud noises. Unless it's my own music turn loud, or loud white noise-- it helps mute my mind to let me sleep. Anything else, especially sudden, can be excruciating. Or multiple noises at once, like when dp has a movie on AND is playing a game on his laptop. That's a quick ticket to insanity. One clear memory I have as a kid-- I used to get really upset at my mom if she didn't warn me ahead of time when she was going to grind her coffee. Then I could leave and/or cover my ears and prepare myself.
- I'm also extremely sensitive to light. I lost my sunglasses recently and it was all I could think about to replace them immediately. Going outside in the daylight without them is pure torture. Also lighting placement-- I have a hard time watching a movie or something with lights in wrong places. Especially between me and the tv. Soft lighting behind me is probably the only way I could stand light at all, but no light would be much, much better.
- I don't wear white, and can't stand white in general, in part because I don't like looking at it. It just bothers me. I've been so used to white walls most of my life so I can deal with that in my (rented) house, but as a teen I finally got my mom to let me paint my bedroom wall, and I painted it a fairly dark blue.
ohhhh I'm sure I have lots more, but I've rambled enough and need to get off my butt and go cook dinner now.