Who here doesn't have hypersensitivity?

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Just curious, who else doesn't have hypersensitivity?

So I know a large portion of Aspies have hypersensitivity to sound, light, touch, or smell, but not all.

I have Aspergers, but I don't have any hypersensitivity to sound, light, touch, or smell. I can read in a crowded area full of sound just fine, I can sleep with loud noises and lights with no problem. I don't really mind others touching me either.

I don't have it either. I'm not big on being touched, but it's more of how comfortable I am with the person rather than not liking the sensation.

I don't have hypersensitivity either.

i'm very sensitive to noise, was terrified of it as a child, and even now as a grownup it still makes me nervous and miserable. can't sleep if there's the slightest noise, or if i'm afraid there might be the slightest noise, even it there isnt. i jump when i hear a noise, sometimes even a rustling leaf makes me jump.
i'm sensitive to touch. when a fly lands on my bare arm i feel it even after chasing the damn thing away. i used to put my feet on a stand when sitting on the sofa because that's what my cat liked when sitting on my lap. (he was the size of a small tiger). the stand bothered my feet, so i put a pillow on the stand under my feet, but then the pillow felt too rough against my feet and i'd smooth it constantly and it drove me crazy.
when my fingernails grow just a bit, i feel like there's orange peel growing on the top of my fingers, but they're too close to cut or i'll hurt myself.
i cant drink wine, cant eat chocolate or candies or whipped cream or jelly or jam, because the tast is too strong. i eat something others think is just a bit spicy and choke. i only eat bland foods, except they dont feel bland to me.

Looking back, I have a number of behaviors that may be signs of some degree of hypersensitivity. When I was a kid, I would refuse to wear certain pieces of of clothing. For example, I had a shirt that I got for Christmas once that looked cool and all, but I just couldn't stand wearing it because of the way the fabric felt on my skin (my mom made me wear it anyway). To this day, I can't stand to wear dress shirts; when I put one on, I walk around stiffly for a while to avoid feeling the fabric. Rough socks, damp socks, or clumps of sock fuzz can drive me batty, as can loose-fitting ones. I can't stand anything in my eyes; the last time I had to use eyedrops for an eye infection, I basically had to have someone pin me down and put the drops in.

I'm not overly sensitive to noise--I can tolerate cheers at a baseball stadium just fine--but I'm not a fan of loud noise in enclosed areas. If I go to an indoor concert, I often don't hear the music, I just hear noise. Noisy, chaotic crowds in stores make me anxious; I won't go into one in particular any longer because I start getting panicky in it. When I was little, I remember hiding under the coffee table when a jet from a nearby military base would fly overhead.

My family members like spicy foods; I don't because all I taste is the heat. Even a "mild" salsa can seem hot to me. A rough dental filling in my mouth is unpleasant to touch with my tongue. I dislike anything overly sweet; wine tastes terrible to me; the texture of egg yolks in any form is a major turn-off unless it's incorporated into something else (I can eat scrambled egg, but not fried egg).

Riding in my sister's convertible when she has the top down can be an...interesting experience; something about the feeling of the open air, the wind blowing all around you, and moving at 30 miles and hour without anything protecting you from the outside world seems to overload my brain's ability to absorb my surroundings and I kind of space out.

I'm not a huge fan of being hugged by anyone but my mother or kissed by, well, anyone, but I suspect that's more of a social discomfort thing. Tickling I can't stand; I remember having a couple of kids climb on me and tickle me like they would tickle their other cousins, and I was screaming out and crying after a couple of minutes. Ants climbing up my legs is a serious annoyance. I can sleep with soft, ambient lighting, but not harsh overhead lighting (this is why I usually fall asleep with one arm across my eyes).

On the other hand, I also have the tendency to reach out and touch objects. Whenever we'd go into a store, my mom would have to instruct me not to touch anything. And when I played baseball, I remember being fascinated by the texture and feel of some of the equipment.

I basically only have sensitivity to smell and sometimes taste, but not noise at all, really. I have no sensitivity to light at all, I have it a little with touch, but basically just with tags and some issues with touch that are related to OCD more than Asperger's.

I do have hyposensitivity though, I feel less pain that other people, but again, that is not a lot less than the average person. I have about the same tolerance as my mom, who I don't think is autistic.

However, for some reason, I am hypersensitive to noise at night, but not during the day. I don't know why.

I only have hypersensitivity with hearing, but sometimes I wonder if it could be Misophonia.

Otherwise, I don't have hypersensitivity with anything else. Well, sometimes in the morning the glare of the sun sometimes hurts my eyes, but I've heard someone say that people with blue eyes are more sensitive to the sun than people with brown eyes (not sure if that's true or not). But I'm OK otherwise, lights in shops don't bother me no matter how bright they are, and when I'm at home I cannot stand a dull room, I have to put the light on if it's too dull indoors and the light bulb has to be upto a certain watt (I don't know numbers of watts or anything but it has to be a bright one, that's the best information I can give).

Being touched doesn't bother me at all. In fact I like being touched. I enjoy massages, every time I even think about my back or neck or head being touched, my mind automatically thinks I'm going to get a massage and my body goes into relaxation mode.

I'm not hypersensitive to smells. Well, I'm not good at all with smells because I have sinus issues. Everybody gets sensitive to some smells, I remember we had this really strong air-freshener at work, it was lovely but it made some people there feel a bit sick because of the strong smell. It didn't affect me obviously because of my sinuses, but I still smelt it and it was nice for me but too strong for other people.

With pain, I think I'm just normal with that. But I've read somewhere that pain affects different people in different ways, and certain parts of the body are more sensitive to other parts, and it varies from person to person, also depending on age, size and even gender. I'm not other people, so I don't know how less or more they feel pain than me, so I don't go associating how I feel pain with AS.

I'm just hypersensitive to sounds and a little bit to bright lights but that's it.

I don't have much. High pitched noises drive me crazy and I feel very uncomfortable in dense crowds but that's about it. As a kid I had problems with bright light but these days photochromic lenses in my glasses are enough to deal with all but the strongest light.

I HATE noise. Or, at least unexpected noise.

I have no problems going to concerts, or standing in the middle of Times Square during New Year's, or going to loud clubs or parties. I have no problem with huge crowds. Small, crowded spaces in some of the largest cities in the world didn't bother me. I didn't mind the noise or the crowds.

But, I HATE unexpected noise. And unexpected crowds, whether it was a roommate having a few unexpected noisy guests over, or a ton of people in line at the grocery store. I have a hard time visiting my parent's house because of this noise and guest issue. They have guests over very often. I HATE that. HATE HATE HATE frequent guests. I like seeing friends, but I'll go out to see them, not have people over at least a few times a week. I couldn't live with someone who had guests over every day. My friend's old roommate would have people over a few times a day. I could never live like that-- couldn't deal. And, overnight guests? I had a roommate rule-- no more than 2 overnight guests each per month. I once lived with a girl who would have weeks worth of people staying over (a week here, a week there). That really pissed me off and irritated me. (Then again, she was an inconsiderate jerk in a number of ways, so it could have been the icing on the cake.) With roommates, things like shutting the doors too loud or slamming the microwave irritated me. Or "girl talk" where girl roommates would sit in the kitchen for hours and hours every day chatting about trivial, meaningless stuff so loud we could hear it word for word in the bedrooms.

I love candles and good scents. I like strong candles, no less. I hated having roommates cook bad smells and impose those smells on me--- chili, curry, etc. GROSS.

I love massages and pedicures.

I HATE kissing, the sound of it, seeing it. I hate it on TV. I hate it when others do it on the sidewalk (actually, that's socially inconsiderate and shouldn't be done in public anyway, but it still pisses me off). It really pisses me off and makes me want to punch the wall in.

I like hugging enough. Not a huggy person, but don't want to punch someone in the face for hugging like I would with kissing.

I like bland foods that I eat over and over. For years as a child, I only wanted to eat rice every single day. Or, the same type of sandwich over and over. Most people think I have weird tastes.

I hate itchy clothes or some others. Never wore a bra in my life- don't see the point, and the feeling irritated me. And yes, my boobs are still intact and don't sag to the floor. No, it doesn't hurt to let the girls be natural. Hated wool sweaters as a kid. Still don't like jackets.

I love swimming, baths, showers.

I don't care for having every light in the house on. Had roommates who would turn every light on in the kitchen/living/hall. What's the point? Such a waste. I'm not sure if that's because I'm cheap and don't want to waste electricity, or because I have issues.