Hi guys, I was curious if anyone relates to this and if itās worth getting evaluated I canāt tell if thereās a reason, if itās just trauma, or if Iām just as āweird and unusualā as people say. These are some things that others have pointed out that I do which they find āunusualā. If I remember anything else Iāll add to it
Iām often told I take things too literally. But Iām listening to what they say?
I canāt stand the sound of people chewing it like physically pains me
I hate how loud restaurant are and often have to take several trips to the bathroom just to sit in the floor of a stall and cry where itās quieter
I eat the same food every day for every meal and will only switch once I get tired of it to the point that it disgusts me (this can span for 6-8 months for each food)
I wouldnāt wear sneakers until middle school and would only wear my purple crocs because I didnāt like that horrid line on top of socks. I can wear them now but Iām v specific on the kinds of socks, Iāve noticed that the line is a lot thinner in cheaper made super thin socks
I donāt sit with my feet in the floor, itās just simply not comfortable and not my brains default. My knees are also to my chest or I find a way to sit comfortably
I walk on my toes
The sounds of the lights and or buzzing of electricity feel ear piecing and makes me want to stab my ear drums. I especially hate watching tv with the lights on bc how am I supposed to hear it over the god awful noises of the lights.
I used to cry if they changed the arrangement of desks in school
I HATE SPOONS. I will not use them, I donāt own them, I donāt remember the last I have used one, if I had to guess probably early elementary school. I hate the way they touch my mouth.
I recently got noise canceling earbuds and cried bc itās so peaceful finally.
I am very specific on the times of day I do things. Ie I use the bathroom at 8 pm, not before not later, 8pm, 12 am, 7am. If itās past those I simply wonāt bc itās not my time, in this example this has led to me getting constant UTIs
They used to have to take my journals bc in elementary school we were told to journal about everything we did in our day, so I journaled every single minute, if I walked, if I stood up, if I laid down, anything. I journeyed each minute anything changed.
I HATE velvet, it should burn. I think it has something to do with the friction and density of the fibers.
I miss what people want me to do. Ie my bf tells me to bring my laundry upstairs, so i bring it upstairs and leave it in the hamper. Then heās mad because I didnāt put it in the washing machine, but didnāt directly tell me to so I didnāt know to do so.
I despises touching dirty dishes; old food and simply will not
some situations i will accept (hugs for example), however it will feel very forced and not really a pleasurable experience (same with forcing smiles for pictures) other times i become irritated upon being touched (typically when unexpectedly) and completely reject it. I feel trapped, and imprisoned and Iād donāt like the idea of the contact. Iāve never hugged my best friend
Iām am an adult in my 20s but still have majority of my baby teeth
gets emotional attachments to inanimate objects + fictional characters + gets attachments to people easily
I also think people are nicer then they are and later found out that what I think they complimented me for they were actually bullying me for
I donāt grasp the ābecause I said soā because okay but why? Like I need to understand the purpose and reasoning behind why Iām supposed to do something or why something is the way it is and have it make sense to me before I can accept it as reality. People usually call me argumentative but I just want to understand..?
I skip a lot of hygiene things bc I do like how it feels. Showers feel like Iām dying,
I have an amazing memory, I can directly quote word for work exchanges and the scene surrounding it from when I met people 5 years ago.
I donāt like addressing people by their name.
I canāt do conversations with more then one person easily at a time. I also struggle to know when Iām supposed to talk, or laugh, or not say anything?
I can make eye contact when someone is talking to me, like I can stare at their eyes, but I canāt when Iām talking. Iām usually referred to as āa sweet girlā but also somehow āabrasive and weirdā once they get to know me.