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Do you have any sensory issues?
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25 Sep 2006, 4:02 am

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Please do not be embarrassed, many of us are in the same boat.

Think about it, there are even NTs who practice activities such as cutting themselves just to feel something. Laying on a wool blanket is a pretty intelligent thing to do, really. It doesn't actually hurt you or give you scars but provides a lot of stimulus.


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I would not wish this on anyone. I feel like I have an automatic 'squelch' control on my senses when this happens. When my skin goes dead, it's like something inside my brain doesn't wake up and my awake parts turn up the volume of Everything trying to get the feeling back, but it's not in balance very well.

My normally hyper olfactory sense becomes painful with smells entering my head like spinning fireworks catching everything on fire inside. Sharp annoying sounds are like razor bullets tearing through my head. I sit around in the dark with my music set too bassy and loud, to get more sensation and drown out the external sounds.

I would say that the total effect makes me quite low functioning for a couple of days. I even "EFF" up my computer screen if I want to try to get online, but my motivation is very low during these times. I'm pretty sure my daughter gets this, too. I tried to fudge-fake my way through this at work, but everybody knew I was "having one of my days", even though I never shared this with anyone, not even my wife. Now that I know what it is, she knows all about it and I'm telling the whole world my troubles .......

If this sounds like a whine to you folks I'll get rid of it. That's not my intention. If someone would have told me 35 years ago why I SPAZZ OUT sometimes, it would have made many things easier in my life.


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25 Sep 2006, 4:26 am

That's okay. We all net to pour things out to others like a diary sometime.

I really hate it in the morning how I've lied on my arm the entire time, and when I wake up and roll over I get Pins and Needles. OH MY GOD IT'S UNBEARABLE!! !


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25 Sep 2006, 10:35 am

I have problems with hazy sunlight hurting my eyes.Bright sunlight isn't so bad as the sky
is mostly blue instead of white.
I also have Synaesthesia where I see certain abstract things as different colours,eg numbers,
days of the week and countries



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25 Sep 2006, 1:42 pm

DirtDawg wrote:
If someone would have told me 35 years ago why I SPAZZ OUT sometimes, it would have made many things easier in my life.


Same here. I've managed to "pass" as normal but it's been by keeping these internal miseries to myself (and suffering bleeding ulcers as a child) and figuring everyone felt the same way so I'd better just not be a baby about it.

In the seventies nobody had any idea about things like AS. They just thought we were creepy little kids and either forced us to behave like NT children through whatever tactics they could or they exploited our differences by putting us on display for our savant abilities. If only they'd known when we were children.

I'm glad we're "out" now.



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26 Sep 2006, 12:24 am

My old apartment building used to smell like someone's cooking. It smelled like burnt weasel with the fur left on in mustard sauce with horseradish. It used to make me gag by the time I got to the 3rd floor. I could almost gag now remembering it.
Some smells I don't mind, others make me sick.



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26 Sep 2006, 12:48 am

For some reason I can ALWAYS tell who's just been to the toilet due to the smell that wafts into my bedroom several minutes later, because as disgusting as this sounds, everyone's is different. Is this just an AS thing or am I going crazy?


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26 Sep 2006, 9:13 am

Hmm, sense issues. This is fun as you all are freaks like me, yay.

Popsickle sticks, cardboard or anything like that rubbing on teeth. The thought of it makes my skin absolutely crawl.

Bright lights and sunlight hurt like hell, when I was a kid I wanted to be a vampire to avoid daylight, but now I like daytime better and just deal with the sun issue by always having sunglasses.

When I was a kid certain textures against my skin drove me nutty. Wet swimsuit, wet socks, wool of any kind, any elastic that crinkled up your skin like tight socks or tight undershorts. That has largely gone away & I don't notice it any more.

I hear way too well, and cannot unlock my brain from the more obnoxious sounds in my surroundings. My GF insists on watching TV all the time, and if she has it on anywhere near me the TV sucks my brain into its vortex no matter how hard I try to ignore it. She only recently began to understand that I CANNOT tune it out and it is not that I am being a baby and not wanting to ignore it, but that she is turning it on inside my brain more or less.

I have excellent sound recognition and mimicry. I have tried ear training and done poorly though, that kind of confuses me. Complicated music gives me an overwhelming stimming type feeeling, especially odd or prime time signatures. If I hear good music in 11/11 time with complicated drums & interesting arrangement, I am just about floating around the room as if
on heroin. (example: The Eleven on Live Dead.)

Certain instrument sounds seem to resonate with my soul, so if I hear for example, a Hammond with leslie set just right, the guy could hit one note and hold it for a whole song and I would bliss out. Also, I like circular chord progressions where the end keeps feeding back into the beginning, and certain key changes hit my stim button. Augmented sixth chords and arrangements are one that hit me as well.

So, ideal song would be 11/11 cirular chord progression, some key changes to and from an augmented sixth, utilizing a hammond w leslie a moog and certain electric guitar and analog drum or real drum sounds. whew.


I like to hold and fidget with shiny heavy things like tools, door hardware, brass bits, bolts etc. It is a soothing thing, it keeps me from engaging in other self stim behaviors that are more destructive such as nail biting etc.

Hope that wasn't too much information.

take care,

Jester

Hmm, think that is it.



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26 Sep 2006, 3:49 pm

[quote="KBABZ"]^May want to re-phrase that, otherwise people will beleive everyday's a nightmare for you!quote]

What makes you think every day isn't nightmare for me? It is!



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26 Sep 2006, 11:22 pm

Oh, okay. Sorry.

I think I'm the only Aspie here who can stare directly into the Sun for over a minute without wearing sunglasses...


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