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The skin on my fingers instantly turns into Velcro whenever I touch microfibre.
Not just me then. Although it is dependent upon the quality of the cloth.
The sound of a permanent marker used on cardboard makes my teeth itch. I know it’s not a texture but I can sure feel it.
Yea, same. It's the granularity of the micro-roughness in both materials that does it for me. Same as brushed metal
Same! It’s lessened over the years, but there’s still something about that sound that makes my teeth itch. The absolute worst were those huge permanent markers with metal bodies that smelled like chemical warfare.
Styrofoam. It's the devil's material.
Stuffing for stuffed animals, when I touch it I can barely breathe. I have no idea why.
Rather positive, then, that stuffing is usually meant to be on the INSIDE of the stuffed animal such that you don’t touch it directly.
I had to stuff an animal at school as a kid. It was a nightmare, I've touched it only a couple of times since then.
Also satin material.
Serif fonts. Can’t stand those extra appendages on letters.
Fatty grissle in meat for me.gag
I hate to say it but pants.
I know they matter. I wear them. But man I can't stand it sometimes
I'm with you. Jeans are the worst for me. They're heavy and stiff, and depending on how intense my sensitization is that day, the waistband can feel like anything from rough cardboard to sandpaper against my skin. Adding a belt makes it even worse.
I'm grateful my employer lets me wear loose-fitting athletic pants in the office. A coworker and I were talking about it recently, and he couldn't understand why I dislike jeans because they're his favorite pants. Clothing that feels perfectly comfortable to most people usually feels restrictive, heavy, and abrasive to me. If robes were culturally acceptable as everyday wear in the west, I'd wear them constantly.
Cooked raisins.
Anything that squeaks. Squeaking hair when its clean, green beans that aren't cooked enough.
Are you saying green beans squeak, or are undercooked green beans a separate thing? Because I would argue that disliking undercooked green beans isn't a neurodivergent thing.
I love green beans, but they squeak on my teeth if they are steamed to the proper level. I need mine over cooked until they are soft enough to no longer squeak, or raw.
I can't stand crunchy peanut butter for the same reason.
Squeaky on your teeth? Very interesting. I like my green beans al dente, and overcooked is inedible for me. We could make it work, though, I'd just take out my serving before they cook too long.
But we agree on the PB. I HATE crunchy peanut butter, too. As a kid, I didn't even know it existed, then someone made me a sandwich with it, and I was grossed out and outraged! I'm old now, and still enjoy a PB &J me and then (had one last night), but I've never bought a jar of crunchy PB in my entire life.
I can't eat raw onions or celery because of the squeaking. shudders
I can't eat onion because of the disgusting taste or smell. I used to not like celery much, but now I like a bit in tuna or chicken salad for crunchiness, which a lot of people here probably hate. Useless otherwise.
Lol yeah, you seen "ants on a log?" Celery spread with peanut butter with raisins on top? So much gag 😂
Finely brushed metal. I am fine with silverware on ceramic but please, for the love of Cthulhu, no brushed metal
I hate hate hate hate the little hooks from insect's feet/legs, they hook into your skin but just the very outer layer and it's like it's getting to rip my skin off by making it peels off of the skin itself!!! Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate
Also, paper being eaten in any shape or form. I had to roll my lips over my teeth while I wrote that down it just makes them hurt even from just imagining it, seeing my baby nephew eating it made me have to look away and try to ignore the entire ordeal as much as possible, even people talking about it
Sticky
I absolutely HATE the this decade's fashion trend is to make everything out of woven fabrics. I cannot stand the feeling of weaves on my skin, and it has severely limited the clothing options available to me for the last six years.
Sweet potato and avocado.
Sand and wet trash, respectively. That's how my brain rewires it
The holographic binder covers that they came out with in the 00's. Remembering accidentally rubbing my nails across the plastic ridges on those still bothers me.
I literally get goosebumps just thinking about this texture. I hate it.
Velvet, corduroy, some microfleece, crushed velvet, suede
I can feel the fiber in my fingerprints and it wigs me out.
Neurodiversity is so weird. I have very string texture requirements, but they're apparently the opposite of yours. The feeling of corduroy grooves in harmony with my fingerprint grooves is recently satisfying to me. And velvet -- omg heaven is literally made of velvet.
My issues are with inconstancy -- a space of smooth fabric is ruined if there's a tiny bit of grit somewhere. Crumbs in the bed? I'll sleep on the couch. (Interestingly, both velvet and corduroy can obscure such inconsistencies, maybe that's why I like them?)
Wet bread as a texture can make me puke, even the thought of it makes me queasy. Also I hate socks, hate how they grip, hate how they get wet, hate them all around. I know there are few other textures I recoil from, but I encounter them so rarely that I can't remember what they are associated with off the top of my head.
As a non-neurodivergent person with no texture issues, I find this subject fascinating. I find many of the textures listed here to be interesting, but not anxiety-inducing or anything like that. What makes your reaction to it so much different than mine? It's so interesting that the brain would react so differently.
People taste things differently, smell things differently, etc., so why not react differently to textures?
Ive a similar perspective and I live with multiple neurodivergent people in my house. It seems like a visceral reaction that doesn't even make it to the brain. Just like your hand jerks back if you touch something hot, they immediately gag or cough or itch or whatever.
They ate or touched one thing one time, decided they didn't like it, and now their limbic system protects them from anything similar to it.
It seems to be mostly food and clothing. I can't tell the difference between these two cotton shirts but they will have a long conversation about how one in great and the other is horrible.
My parents would have been SO resistant to anything like that. I'm not neurodivergent (not diagnosed, anyway), but I had some food issues as a kid. There were certain things I was NEVER going to eat, no matter how hungry I got, no matter how much punishment I got, mostly vegetables.
As an adult, I got into gardening, and that got me eating a few more vegetables, but I still won't go near onions or green peppers, and quite a few other things.
I probably could use some testing.