Squirsh wrote:
Dealing with sensory overload every day is the main reason I'm always exhausted.
I grew up not knowing what the deal was with me and did my best to ignore things that I found unpleasant, not giving them attention.
Now that I am diagnosed it is very apparent to me what slows me down, shuts me up, and makes me so incredibly irritable and distressed. I am at an impasse of sorts because now that I notice my sensitivities they bother me more than they used to as they influence my conscious, day-to-day. Intentionally shutting off the senses without anything triggering it can make me much more sensitive when an overload occurs. I've stopped doing that!
The sensory sensitivities vary for me. Some days will be easy going with little dissonance throughout the day. You can only go so long though in a cacophony of sensory over-stimulation before you start getting overwhelmed. I would have different symptoms even though at the time I didn't know they were a result of ASD. Migraines, panic attacks, depression, anxiety, lethargy, all of that.
I was always sensitive to bright lights and the "Hiding from the Cars Night-Game" my sister and I used to play while sitting in the backseat of the car of a sudden made complete sense - that and the migraines I would get if I got so engrossed in what was on my monitor that I would forget that the sun had set, without turning on the room light.
Sound can be any sudden, loud, abrupt noise. Sound that I'm prepare for doesn't 'jolt' me. If there are too many sounds vying for my attention I can't multitask them and I get frantic, especially when I have someone on the phone who needs information, and another person off the phone talking to me.
Touch is something I have only recently been understanding. It's one reason why I always have my feet on my chair - I hate the feeling of hardwood floors or carpet sometimes, feels like vertigo on my soles. Similarly I've been noticing I don't like the feeling of high-gloss papers (environmentally unconscious) or heavy recycled paper products (environmentally conscious). Working in an office as a clerk was hell! I compensated by having rubber finger stubs on forefinger and thumb at all times! Usually the cheaper the quality of the product is the more I hate touching it! It's a good sixth sense. Cotton is also a sore subject. I hate grabbing the wrong towel in the morning, the one without fabric softener on it that sucks all the moisture out of my hands.
I have sensitive taste too as far as - I hate bland food. Everything I make is heavily spiced-seasoned-dressed. I don't enjoy eating otherwise.
I couldn't understand prior to diagnosis why my energy level in comparison to my peers was devoid of any semblance of normalcy. "I'm tired." "We're all tired." Those are the kind of responses you receive - so I thought it was simply me being petulant, odd. I worried that they would think I was being a miserable sot and/or the manipulative-attention sort. I had a weekend job and even though it was only 15 hours a week, when I got home, I couldn't do anything except feed myself I was so exhausted mentally - my studies in college suffered as a result.
It's very much an invisible thing. I think the part of ASD that is the most exhausting is dealing with the emotions of others, especially when there's confrontation or discord, and lots of yelling.