Please stop talking, stop the movement, stop the multiple sounds!
Some sounds hurt your ears. Some tastes are so repulsive, you can’t eat. Some smells make you want to run away. Visual clutter or movement is confusing. Certain touches make you jump back. Could you have sensory processing disorder?
You feel so many things as ultra-sensitive–some more than others. When I was a kid through adulthood, I was sent for hearing tests because sometimes I couldn’t understand what people were saying. It was like my head was in a spin and nothing made sense.
Now it does. I found out later in life that I have sensory processing disorder. The reason I wasn’t understanding people or didn’t “click in” to what was going on was because my senses were overloaded.
Just the feel of a scratchy tag in my clothes made me distracted enough that I couldn’t pay attention in class. At home, my mother would repeat things and say, “Are you listening?” Then it turned to, “Can you hear me?” I would look at her confused and the hearing tests started. It made perfect sense that I was sent for hearing tests because I wasn’t hearing what people were saying.
I would get confused and would get lost in stores when a second ago I had been following my mother. Even to this day, I hold my husband’s hand when were out doing our shopping. The store is so confusing in both visual and auditory that I start to feel panicked. We rarely ever do Wal-Mart because it’s loud, people are wandering willy-nilly because Wal-Mart’s new sales idea is to make things hard to find, and they have TVs with commercials for you to watch at checkout. I can’t even start to relax at the checkout line! All I can think about is concentrating on my breathing so I can get through it and get out of Dodge (if you remember that TV show).
Sensory processing disorder (SPD) was in its infancy when I was, so the diagnosis and treatment didn’t exist. Some years ago, my doctor wrote a prescription authorizing Sensory Integration Therapy, and I’m actively involved in the therapy with my occupational therapist.
It works! Maybe I should say, it has worked wonderfully for me. My medical insurance had a paperwork glitch for a few months (Are we surprised by that!), so I haven’t been to sessions for a few months, but I am definitely going back to continue the treatment.
That is why I invented The Cozy Calm Weighted BlanketTM, because I tried a less comfortable, but nicely heavy, weighted blanket that my occupational therapist put on me while I was in the ball pit. I never felt so good so I made it my life’s work.
If you are an adult and this post resonates with you, do read more on my blog, then check with an occupational therapist who specializes in sensory integration therapy to find out if you have it, so the therapy can help. Your doctor can then order the therapy.
I had avoided so many things in life because they assaulted my senses from choosing a job to making my (then) boyfriend change his laundry detergent. Life can be so much better for people with SPD.
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I love fixations, and I revel in them. The world may say, “Do something useful,” “Talk,” or “We’re doing this now,” but it is deliriously heavenly to fixate.


