Making Sense

How do we perceive the world? Is my red your magenta? Is that why people wear Hawaiian shirts and others are blinded by them?

Autism Spectrum Conditions have a sensory element of either being under or over-sensitive to stimuli. This sensory processing difference is often seen as just part of the symptoms. I, however, think that either the sensitivity or under sensitivity is a key part of autism rather than a simple symptom. Socialising and communicating are going to be more difficult if you have to process all the assaults on your senses.

My senses are hypersensitive. I have only recently discovered this or at least become consciously aware. I should have realised. I once threw my husband out of the car for eating an apple. It was just too crunchy.

Showers are a massive problem. When I was a teenager I hardly showered and that wasn't just because I was a teenager. The water comes at you like little knives. You have to cower in the corner of the cubicle beside the loofer. If you had a loofer, which you don't. 

I get in my car and the stereo is too loud. It is particularly odd because I am the only one who touches the stereo. I have made my own stereo too loud. That is an important thing to remember. That my sensory reaction changes over time. Sometimes I can go to a party other times daylight is painful. It feels like a hangover. Sunglasses on even when it is raining. Most people think that my reaction lenses are slow to react. Why else would I be where sunglasses indoors or in November?

Sometimes I listen to loud music and at other times someone clearing their throat frightens me to death. 

The biggest clue to my autism was supermarkets. Whoever invented vast warehouses full of flashing lights, smells, music and hundreds of people were clearly not autistic. That is why we have online shopping. Unfortunately, you still have to open the door to the delivery man. Everything has its downsides. We need to iron that out.

If you see me in shades, with headphones on, with head down. I am blocking out the world in order to exist in it.

Turn the light off would you?

The Hawaiian shirt is between you and your conscious. 

Sensitive

"Don't be so sensitive", they say, "why do you take things so personally?"

I am sensitive. I thought I would grow out of it or learn to get a thicker skin. In fact, I never have. I feel like I walk around with no skin at all. Just nerves close to the surface. You can't get a thicker skin if your skin doesn't exist.

When people say things to me that are hurtful I can't just brush it off. It sticks to me like a barb. Even jokes, if they are at my expense then I don't see the funny side. I just feel mocked. I hate it even more if I have done something stupid.

People tell me the fault is with me. "Get over it, so I said a nasty thing, it's how you  react to it." Mean words, a room going silent, even a look, can pierce me like an icy dagger.

I pick up on the atmosphere of a room. If someone is being negative it brings me down. I don't like gossip that is personal. All I can think of when someone is being nasty about someone else to me is "what do they say about me behind my back?" I know gossip and 'common enemies' bond people but I just feel mean. Even when the target isn't me.

Kind words and kind deeds are reassuring and bonding for me. I get enough harsh words from my own self-talk. Negativity hooks into those thoughts. "I'm no good." "I'm differently." "They never liked me." When people have moved on and don't even remember the comment, it still stings, sometimes weeks or even years later. I don't have the flexibility to bounce back.

I am sensitive to words and emotions. I am sensitive to touch, sound, and lights. Many people over the years have found it hilarious to make me jump. They know how jumpy I am and it makes them laugh. They sneak up behind me. Jump out of places. Once they even lowered a toy spider on me. Some people love a reaction.

Now I know my sensory processing makes me sensitive to external stimuli and my emotional regulation makes me sensitive to internal stimuli. It isn't a choice to be sensitive or even my personality. It is my condition, ASD, and therefore how and who I am.

I am sensitive. I am always going to take things personally. Perhaps kindness and understanding is best for us all.