Dry, dirty hands after working in the garden. I mean dry.
Sharp Scrape of utensil on plate.
A thick seam on socks at the toes.
Too-tight clothing.
Repetitive noise.
Sometimes people chewing. Or talking around chewing.
Barking. It drives me absolutely mad.
Unfortunately in the US people are OBSESSED with dogs. Everyone has one and so many people just leave them outside to bark and bark and bark and bark and bark and… :/
This is how you can easily differentiate people and assholes. Assholes leave their dogs outside.
The sound of a metal utensil squeaking against a plate. Nails on a chalkboard. Dry skin on dry paper. The smell of tobacco smoke. The sound of a modified or worn out muffler on a car or motorcycle. The tickle of a runny nose. The tickle of drops of sweat running down my face and back on a hot day.
I wouldn’t mind it being legal but oh my god I can’t stand the smell of weed
This miiiiight not be a sensory thing, but here goes.
To me, everything has, like, a correct feeling it has to give before leaving it to rest. If not, it’s a little too rough, or smooth, it just feels off. And I can keep feeling it after stopping touching it. And anytime I look at the object. I can feel it when I watch a movie or show and someone puts something down in some indescribably wrong way.
To be clear, this isn’t a placement thing. Organization and whatnot don’t matter, it’s just like “Oh my foot just dragged forward on the carpet, that was weird and rough forward, now I have to do it backward to make it feel right,” or “I just out that down and from the sound, I can tell it went down wrong. I gotta go adjust it.” That loops until I get it just right, usually a process of 2-45 minutes.
I don’t like handling anything most people would call soft and fluffy. Such as the fuzzy coats.
Cotton is fine, animals are fine. It’s the material that I find becomes grippy for my dry skin.
Stickiness anywhere on my body, but it most often happens when I eat something sticky with my hands like a caramel or something.
Having something stuck between my teeth.
Hearing the sound of people eating. Especially if it’s louder than what i would consider normal.
At one office i worked in the guy on the other side of the cubicle wall from me was a loud eater and constant snacker. Drove me insane. Sound of people eating just completely puts me on edge.
Me too, it makes me so irrationally angry.
Store Music
I hate it.
Holiday music. Too repetitive.
A crowd talking.
Basically, it can be summed up as, TOO MUCH FUCKING NOISE
(I just want some silence 🥲)
When hurricane Beryl hit us, Target was on generators with very minimal lighting and no music. It was such a great shopping experience, that I flagged down the manager and asked them to do this full time.
Of course they didn’t. But man, I miss that.
There’s a supermarket nearby that has a ‘quiet hour’ every day, mostly aimed at neurodivergent customers. I try to go at that time, it’s a much less stressful experience.
Some noise I do like though, if a store is dead quiet it feels like you can’t talk to anyone or even ask a vendor a question without being the attention of everyone in the surrounding area. There is a bit of privacy to a bit of noise. Though I agree to much is terrible.
The fact that 99% of LED Christmas lights are mini strobe lights.
My folks bought a new house and got all this expensive LED lighting installed everywhere and they ALL run at such a low frequency they look like strobe lights to me. I hate it so much.
Nice place otherwise, though.
I don’t notice normal LEDs generally.
But anything moving in front of Christmas lights gives me a giant headache. It’s incredibly obvious.
Many many things! Notably though: having anything on my hands (I cook and bake by stocking paper towels and an empty sink and reminding myself constantly I can stop and wash at any time), anything too tight clothing wise (this is so much stuff it sucks), strong perfumes, the scent of peanut butter, feeling a glass that has not been cleaned (it feels ugly)
Not much, but I have nerve damage from injuries and surgeries that drive me nuts. I’d rather they be painful than the half numb, “wrong” feeling I get.
Loud low frequency noise. So cars, leaf blowers, lawn mowers.
I generally don’t like people touching me. Even with my wife it can be a little upsetting depending on the duration.
Scratching paper.
It makes my skin crawl.
Children.
I’ve heard that this is instinctual. We have evolved to find crying and upset children intolerable because it motivates us to do something about it.
Children are also exceptional and figuring out how to push our buttons because they instinctively find and repeat behaviors that get a reaction out of their caregivers when they desire attention.
Unfortunately the most motivating emotions are often negative ones.
do something about it
eyes the knife drawer
