Re: I had no idea that there were other people who felt like me.

[Guest guest]

My Mom and one of my sisters had terrible table manners...I used to kick the table leg so my Father would send me to my room. Both my daughters have Sound sensitivity. I gave my oldest daughter up for adoption when I was a teen. When we found each other again I was amazed that she had the same sound sensitivity I had. Both of us thought we were crazy until we met and understood it was genetic. My younger daughter has it also but I thought it was just learned behavior. At least we understood it bothered each other. in Ca

My father had the most horrible, loud table manners and as children we had to stay at the dining table until he was finished. As far back as I can remember, I thought I was going to go nuts having to listen to him. Now, I have to eat at the same time as my husband or I can't stand to sit next to him. Sometimes I eat with him even if I'm not hungry so that I can't hear him chew, or other eating sounds. I used to be very strict with my children about chewing gum but when my daughter became a teenager, she used to chew it just to see if she could get me upset. She still does it as a control thing. I just thought I was a mean person. I hated that I felt that way around the people I loved. Xanax has helped me. The only other thing I have is anxiety.

[Guest guest]

Jeez,

That's the worst when people use this sensitive problem against us. Other

people really can't seem to comprehend how much suffering goes along with this

disorder beyond the stimulus itself. I'm sorry that has to come from your

daughter, what a stinker!

Do you find that, generally speaking, once the trigger or threat of a trigger

is gone it's pretty easy to emotionally recover?

I keep a fairly large social group of friends, and we celebrate together and

have meals with great frequency. It's funny, but I end up doing a great portion

of the organizing and cooking for these gatherings, and seem to forget about how

difficult some aspects of my day as a result. Better than becoming a hermit I

suppose.

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> My father had the most horrible, loud table manners and as children we had to

stay at the dining table until he was finished. As far back as I can remember,

I thought I was going to go nuts having to listen to him. Now, I have to eat at

the same time as my husband or I can't stand to sit next to him. Sometimes I

eat with him even if I'm not hungry so that I can't hear him chew, or other

eating sounds. I used to be very strict with my children about chewing gum but

when my daughter became a teenager, she used to chew it just to see if she could

get me upset. She still does it as a control thing. I just thought I was a

mean person. I hated that I felt that way around the people I loved. Xanax has

helped me. The only other thing I have is anxiety.

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