There ain’t no rest for the wicked! There really isn’t any rest for the wicked!
I haven’t slept in the last 24hrs more than maybe a single hour or so, the noise level, constant observations and checks are driving me nuts!
I am shocked as well as I haven’t had any bowel movement in the past 4 days now! My belly is feeling rather bunged up now! I am not feeling to sick, but I am feeling pretty rough now. Fatigue is setting in now; the tiredness is more a dull ache that won’t pass now.
If I was a betting man, I would say I am going to crash soon, pretty hard as well! My body is pretty resilient and can take a hell of a lot but one thing it struggles with is lack of sleep.
Yesterday I swapped places with a gentleman who was struggling and gave him the room, bit more dignity for him and I went into a shared room, but the problem is I have a genuine condition called Misophonia, you are like WTF is that Dan! Well kids and kiddettes! It is the hatred of a sound! That sound to me is people eating! I actually hate the sound of people eating, to the point I would actually crack some skulls!
So, mix that with extreme tiredness and you have a recipe for disaster as the annoyance level intensifies, so small noises then get on my wick! Snoring, chewing, speaking, breathing and those kinds of things become triggers and I have to whack headphones in and listen to music! Drown those god-awful noises out!
I sound crazy I know, but it is a genuine phobia.
Misophonia, literally “hatred of sound”, was proposed in 2000 as a condition in which negative emotions, thoughts, and physical reactions are triggered by specific sounds.
Misophonia is not classified as an auditory, neurological, or psychiatric condition, there are no standard diagnostic criteria, it is not recognized in the DSM-IV or the ICD-10, and there is little research on how common it is or the treatment. Proponents suggest misophonia can adversely affect ability to achieve life goals and to enjoy social situations. Treatment consists of developing coping strategies through cognitive behavioural therapy and exposure therapy.
For me what triggers it off, I can deal with someone chewing once, but as soon as it becomes repetitive then my brain goes! NOOOOO!!!
Actually NO!!! Stop it! You evil human! Then it progresses to the stage of me being like do I punch them? Do I actually punch them for chewing or is that pushing it?
I describe it to others as a genuine hatred, genuine torturous behaviour! I am shocked personally how much it affects me, and I can’t even stop it! It’s something I really have no idea how to stop!
So, imagine for a moment, that someone has a speaker screeching in your ear and won’t let up! Then your lack of sleep adds to the absolute torture, then you can’t control other people of their actions and then you want to appear normal! Slippery chickens! What the hell is wrong with me!
Yeah, I said slippery chickens! A cheeky chicken all lubed up and writhing around in a bath going come on pluck me you bastard! A cheeky chicken, shouting “pluck me you bastard” …
I have officially lost the plot today! I need sleep!