Misophonia

It’s just so predictable

I’ve been trying to write this post for a few days now but somehow I couldn’t find time to do it. So, I hope I’ll have the time to write it now. I’l post it even if I manage to write just two sentences RH commented on Repetition post “… All my triggers have one thing in common, they are predictable. In terms of music, one thing I love about…

Rage and Guilt

The loyal companions of Miso. I remember how heavy the burden was that I carried with me. I remember that characteristic “eating me up inside” feeling I felt going through the every day of my life. The guilt. The rage was also present every day, of course, but I did have some time to recover. The rage was and is there while the triggers were/are there. It comes quickly, and spreads all…

Repetition!

One of the key words in this Miso jungle is “REPETITION!” Have you ever tried to pay attention to all of the repetitions that are happening around your Miso? I won’t write about constant eating sounds/movements and breathing sounds. They are the most common triggers but they’re so repetitive and constant that it really doesn’t make any sense to analyze them this way.  Repetitive movements, gesticulations, micro expressions, characteristic ways of saying something……

Naming the damn thing!

Yesterday I was reading some articles, blog posts, conclusion, case studies, research results and even more… of course, about Misophonia. First of all, I’m truly and completely annoyed by the fact that someone addresses Misophonia as a mental disorder! And that particular someone obviously needs some more reading to do and more importantly to get to know people who suffer from Misophonia a bit more. Lots of disorders are mental…

I missed him… but Miso didn’t…

I wrote this a few days back. I was really having some hard time coping with Miso lately. My tolerance was just non existing. Seriously, I needed just a second long exposure to the sounds or gesticulations and I would go insane. I hate Miso!!!!! I hate it so much… I’m running out of patience and the will to deal with it these past few days. I’m going nuts! In…

Knowing about Miso

So, after some time living with knowing the facts about Miso I could say a few things in terms what knowing that “it’s not me it’s Misophonia” brought me in my everyday life… Did the fact I know the name from my anger helped me in a way that I’m less angry when triggers are happening? No. Did my tolerance to certain sounds somehow expanded? No. Did I become less…

I’m back

I’m back

I took a break from this blog. Why? I really have nothing smart to say here… I had lots of going on in real life and I think I maybe  escaped from blogging. Yeah.  Sounds silly but it’s true.  One day I just didn’t feel like coming back. I needed a break. This is the first blog I started and I had lots to learn in the process and also…

OCD. What!?

Something in my correspondence with Sheila (comments section in the post Selectiveness of Misophonia) made me write the following. I wanted to write about this  earlier but either I didn’t have a courage or didn’t have a proper inspiration, still, here it is. First of all and just for you to know in advance, I’ll say that what I consider to be my OCD was never diagnosed by any doctor….

Selectivenes of Misophonia

Denise asked me: “Can Misophonia be selective?” My answer is “Yes. Misophonia can be selective.” As everything written here, this is just about my experience and my Misophonia. Some people are probably affected by numerous sounds produced by numerous/all people, but my Miso is extremely selective. I’m trying, for years, to comprehend criteria that my Miso takes in consideration when chooses  who will be doomed and who will be left…

Emlyn’s fMRI experience

I’ve got an e-mail from Emlyn in which she said that she wrote about her experience in participating in a fMRI Misophonia study on her blog Sense Haven This study took place in London, in February.   Everyone who wants to read about it, can read here Recounting my fMRI experience . I wanted to post her link here so that everyone who stumbles upon my blog go to hers to read…