I get overloaded by noises easily. If the tv is on, someone is talking to me, and I can hear dd on the phone talking.. I start to feel panicky. Noise levels escalate quickly in my head and I can't even think at all. I kinda get a frantic look on my face, until dh realizes and turns something off or down so that I can return to normal.
Cotton balls. I cannot stand cotton balls. I can't touch them. They sound horrible to me and send me into tears, literally.
I don't like playing with playdough, or finger paints, or making meatloaf. Anything with those textures that are messy, that I have to put my hands into I can't stand. I used to love gardening, and I still do... but I can't let my hands touch the dirt because of how it feels on my hands. It coats my hands. I feel covered. Claustrophobic.
I can't stand touching coins. The smell of them, and the feel of them give me shivers up my spine.
I really really have a hard time tolerating my 4 yo dd who wants to wrap her arms around my neck to fall asleep at night. OMG DOES THIS DRIVE ME BATTY! I really have to go into my happy place just to put up with it. The touching me is just too much.
I can't eat pears or mushrooms, though I love the taste of both. The textures I CANNOT stand. Not even a little bit.
I can't wear shirts that have any amount of spandex in them, or shirts that feel smooth to the touch like button down shirts. Stretchy shirts feel horrible to me. And cotton dress shirts make my skin crawl. I can't stand things that are close to my neck, my wrists, or my under arms.
I can't wear watches or bracelets because they rub against my wrist bone and I hate that. I don't like to wear necklaces because they rub my collar bone. I don't like rings because they make me feel trapped. I do however wear my wedding band, but it took a LONG time getting used to.
I hate underwear and I avoid them when I can. Too restrictive.
Leggings are a big NO. They are too tight against my ankles.
Lumpy socks. UGH Socks in general.
Can't wear hats because they block my view and that bothers me. Same with sunglasses.
I chew cuticles, and pick out stray hairs here and there, and eyebrow hair. I am an ex cutter, so these lesser forms are much better for me to engage in.
I rock when I'm sitting. I rock A LOT when I'm upset. As a child I rocked myself to sleep in my bed every night until I was about 12. I used to do it on my knees with my head against the bed. I also jiggle my legs, or wiggle my feet. I alternate patterns or count with the rhythm. I do this with my fingers too.
When I'm thinking, or nervous, or spacing off.. I flick my fingers against each other.
When I'm frustrated, or starting to get upset.. I rub my knuckles against my forehead repeatedly and blink tightly.
The only way I can drive is if I tune out. I pay attention, but part of me dissociates just enough so that I'm not overwhelmed with traffic and people and lights.
Sudden loud noises scare me. Even regular city noises like a truck driving by will startle me, and cause me to walk a bit faster, breathe a bit heavier, and feel scared inside.
People touching me while I'm walking up the stairs. This bothers me a lot. Dh never does it.
Being chased, even playfully. I hate it. It causes panicky feelings. The same feeling I get when I'm tickled. Loss of control.
I hate snuggling while sleeping. And I cosleep too.
I can't stand to snuggle. Not even after sex with dh. Nope. When I'm done I want to get up, get dressed, and go to sleep. LOL
I hate it when someone says, "Let me read you something." ARRRGHHHH! I can't stand people reading to me. It sounds like "blah blah blah blah" no matter how hard I try to listen, I can't process it. I have to read it myself.
I can't keep long fingernails it drives me nuts.
I can't stand the hum of things being on. The monitor, the computer, the fan, the tv. I can hear them!
I don't like water.
Swimming is fine. Its bathing I hate. I seriously hate showers.
I hate sleeping bags, or anything made out of sleeping bag material!
I hate balloons.
I don't have perfect vision, but I can't wear my glasses at all because I could never get used to them.
Swallowing bothers me. Sometimes I swallow too much or too many times in a row until my brain "forgets" how to swallow.
I hate wearing my hair down. It falls over my ears and I feel trapped. Same deal with bras. I wear them when I'm out, but I feel so claustrophobic in them.
I don't like making eye contact with people. I talk to myself in order to force myself to do it, but I really really hate it. I try to get around it by looking at their mouth, or their cheek.. or anything but their eyes.
People and public make me nervous in general. I'm uncomfortable outside of my home. I feel.. raw. Exposed. Inadequate.
You know... there are probably so many more that i can't even think of right now. Wow. Its no wonder that Ivy has issues with a lot of these things!