Not planned – a Restourant

Not planned – a Restourant

This is a restaurant we, as a family, often visit. The manager of the place is a friend of my husband and a fellow fly fisher. When we meet it’s always about fly fishing. Two of them talk, talk and talk… about equipment, flies, materials, groups of fly fishers that are coming these days and so on… He (the manager and a friend, let’s call him Z) saw my camera…

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…

Vegetables can be for everyone

Vegetables can be for everyone

I actually wrote this in April and didn’t publish it… My birthday was a month ago, and so was the opening of the official fly fishing season. We planned to, kind of, put those two together and make some barbecue. The place were they went (I joined them later) didn’t have bbq but did have -see pictures-  don’t know how to translate that in English… They brought a tone of…

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…

Photographing children

Photographing children

Before I had kids I had never thought about photographing children. Really. Fast forward to present, I actually ended up photographing lots of children. Totally unplanned. It just happened. Shooting kids is fun, exhausting, but fun, if you chose to think that way. I’m talking about toddlers here, about children who can’t pose you and understand that they need to stay still because their picture is about to be taken….