-Teeth grinding. FUCK NO. It physically hurts my teeth. I may or may not have actually punched H is the mouth in his sleep...twice. Sorrynotsorry. YOU. HAVE. TO. STOP.
- flickering fluorescent lights. I have actually left work because of this. I cannot concentrate with that shit going on.
-Balloons. Everything about them. rubbing, popping, getting blown up, all of it.
-Popping a tube of crescent rolls, or a bottle of champagne
-My coworker. Specifically the inquisitive "Mmmmmmmmm" noise that she makes when she is trying to get my attention without just fucking saying something. I don't even know how else to describe it.
Smells:
-Ground beef cooking. It smells like I imagine zombies smell. Fucking rotting flesh.
-Sea creatures. Get your stank ass vag-smelling food the fuck away from me. I will straight up leave a restaurant if someone orders fish too close to me.
-Pee. Not old pee (which is obviously awful), but like, fresh pee in a toilet. When H comes into the bathroom and pees while i'm in the shower? VOM.
Feels:
-Touching fabric (or like, anything) when you have pruney fingers. This is the worst possibly form of torture for me. I would rather gnaw off my own fucking fingers. For approximately an hour after I shower, wash my hands, etc, I walk around with the thickest lotion I can find on, and pick up everything with my elbows, mouth, feet, whatever.
I hate touching wet things or people touching me if they are wet. Like if I am emptying the dishwasher, and something isn't completely dry and I pick it up and the water gets on me, I hate it. Or if someone doesn't completely dry their hands after washing them and then touches me, I hate it. I don't know why, it just bugs the crap out of me!
Also chewing with your mouth open. One of my former bosses was TERRIBLE. It got so bad I used to make sure I never took my lunch at the same time as him. He would shovel the food into his mouth loudly (almost making a slurping sound) and chew with his mouth open and ewwwwwww the noises....
YOU GUYS. Something just happened and I feel like it belongs in here.
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
YOU GUYS. Something just happened and I feel like it belongs in here.
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
So, uh. Add that to my list of feelings, I guess.
THIS. THIS DISGUST THAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW. MAKE IT STOP.
YOU GUYS. Something just happened and I feel like it belongs in here.
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
So, uh. Add that to my list of feelings, I guess.
THIS. THIS DISGUST THAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW. MAKE IT STOP.
I fucking know!
He feels so bad now, because I was gagging so hard. IT WAS AWFUL.
Sound: rubbing a balloon. I get the shivers just thinking about it.
Feeling: When you can feel someone is watching you.
Smell: Your skin after eating curry. I find it repulsive. The only way I will eat a dish with curry is if I can take two back-to-back showers after dinner.
YOU GUYS. Something just happened and I feel like it belongs in here.
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
So, uh. Add that to my list of feelings, I guess.
THIS. THIS DISGUST THAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW. MAKE IT STOP.
I fucking know!
He feels so bad now, because I was gagging so hard. IT WAS AWFUL.
Eeewwww, sweaty cheese is the worst! I read once that Lady Gaga specifically requests "non-sweaty cheese" before her shows. Lady knows what's up!
YOU GUYS. Something just happened and I feel like it belongs in here.
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
So, uh. Add that to my list of feelings, I guess.
As far as sounds, when my mom was alive, and I was constantly tending to her, I picked a ringtone for my phone, for her fall alarm. It was the loudest most obnoxious ringtone my phone had. Every time it rang, it would be the alarm company, and I would have to head to my mom's, not knowing what I would find. I never use that ringtone now, that she has been gone 2 years now.
But the ringtone for her calling me, I use that one sometimes for incoming calls. It is sort of comforting. It would sound when she was ok, just calling me. It is sort of a classical music sound, my husband said it reminded him of "old ladies dancing".
Re: What weird sound, smell, feeling do you hate??
So, he very sweetly brought me a string cheese to have with my my wine (klassy as fuck). But, I went to take a bite and, you guys, IT WAS WET. THE CHEESE WAS WET. Well, it turns out, it was in his pocket for a few minutes before he brought it. And apparently, cold string cheese + pocket = WET CHEESE. And, I didn't want to get out of bed, so I had to swallow it. I wanted to just die the whole time.
So, uh. Add that to my list of feelings, I guess.
He feels so bad now, because I was gagging so hard. IT WAS AWFUL.
I'm the fuck out.
As far as sounds, when my mom was alive, and I was constantly tending to her, I picked a ringtone for my phone, for her fall alarm. It was the loudest most obnoxious ringtone my phone had. Every time it rang, it would be the alarm company, and I would have to head to my mom's, not knowing what I would find. I never use that ringtone now, that she has been gone 2 years now.
But the ringtone for her calling me, I use that one sometimes for incoming calls. It is sort of comforting. It would sound when she was ok, just calling me. It is sort of a classical music sound, my husband said it reminded him of "old ladies dancing".
It is all about connections.