Edna3362 wrote:
I have a
severe lot of experience in listening to people singing karaokee shamelessly.
dragonsanddemons wrote:
My strongest sense is hearing, and I rely on it even more than sight. I freak out if I wear earplugs or noise-cancelling headphones, at least one ear has to be at least partially uncovered so I can try to monitor my environment, even when it’s a loud environment so I can’t hear anything else over the racket (and also there are very many sounds that literally hurt my ears because of volume and/or pitch). I also have a complete inability to tune out “background noise.” Yes, this is a very miserable thing sometimes, perhaps even oftentimes. Super-hearing really isn’t as great as it sounds (heh) in modern NT society.
It's actually liberating if one's processing can keep up with said lack of filters on top of able to take blunt of sensory intensity.
Intensity is about 'hyper-/hypo- sensitivity', pain and pleasure, tolerance and range involved.
Filters is about 'quantity of stimuli received per moment as per priority and processing speed'. Not necessarily mean intensity.
A processed stimuli means the stimuli gets 'ordered'.
And 'orderly' stimuli means not overwhelmed and confused in sea of stimuli.
In turn, easier to discern in-between varying sources of sounds, and in turn becomes a very useful skill.
It's just intensities of sensitivities are more focused than the lack of filtering itself and mental processing resources in terms of discussions.
What if this is actually that all autistics are burdened about?
A mind or a mental state that cannot keep up with it's own neurology's setup of lacking filters?
In my case, it's not about intensity but quantity.
I've been in a state where lack of filters gave me a very wide view of the present environments compared to everyone else.
It was a really fun day. That day when my mind can keep up with all my senses, with a lot of processing to spare, it made me practically superhuman.
Yeah, it would be great if my brain could process all that information at once,
then it might be like a superpower. Unfortunately my brain seems to have a fairly low processing speed, and I just end up overwhelmed by everything.
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Yet in my new wildness and freedom I almost welcome the bitterness of alienage. For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
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