Whenever I think about something I did when I was younger that was cringey, I physically cringe. Like I spaz out a little bit. I move my head, i throw my arm forward, I grab my head like if I just...
Whenever I think about something I did when I was younger that was cringey, I physically cringe. Like I spaz out a little bit. I move my head, i throw my arm forward, I grab my head like if I just got hit.
Other little quirks is that I pace around a lot. Like suddenly. My mom first noticed it when I was in college and dealing with a lot of stress. I would just come out of my room and walk back and forth through the whole house. The weird thing was that I did this at the exact same time every day. I also murmur to myself while walking, like if I'm having a conversation. And sometimes, I think about me being on a talk show and talking to like Fallon or someone.
Whenever I think about something I did when I was younger that was cringey, I physically cringe. Like I spaz out a little bit. I move my head, i throw my arm forward, I grab my head like if I just got hit.
I cringe a lot, but not physically. Sometimes I'm going about my day, and some part of my brain whisper: "hey, remember your birthday in 2005?, when you puked in front of all your friends and...
I cringe a lot, but not physically. Sometimes I'm going about my day, and some part of my brain whisper: "hey, remember your birthday in 2005?, when you puked in front of all your friends and guests after drinking a bottle of vodka by yourself? Let me play the clip for you. You're gonna love it!".
That's how it used to be for me. Sometime during the last two years (maybe even within the past year) this changed and it became a much more visceral response. I try not to think about the past...
That's how it used to be for me. Sometime during the last two years (maybe even within the past year) this changed and it became a much more visceral response. I try not to think about the past too much because of this.
Oh yeah, I do this too. When I'm alone sometimes I'll mutter to myself along the lines of, "I can't believe I did that." Like sometimes I think about how I chose to deliver a school presentation...
Oh yeah, I do this too. When I'm alone sometimes I'll mutter to myself along the lines of, "I can't believe I did that."
Like sometimes I think about how I chose to deliver a school presentation as a rap in front of my pod in 6th or 7th grade. A pod is ~4 classrooms of kids, so 100 kids.
When I cringe, I tend to close my eyes and mouth for a moment to let the embarrassment sink in. (As opposed to letting it out on the walls or someone else.)
When I cringe, I tend to close my eyes and mouth for a moment to let the embarrassment sink in. (As opposed to letting it out on the walls or someone else.)
I'll start. A horrifying image follows me since I was a kid. When I'm distracted, or right before falling sleep. At random times. I never told anyone what it is, and won't tell it here either. It...
I'll start.
A horrifying image follows me since I was a kid. When I'm distracted, or right before falling sleep. At random times.
I never told anyone what it is, and won't tell it here either. It evokes in me the most profound terror, and the reason I never told it to anyone, never even sketched it on a piece of paper, is that I have an absolutely irrational fear that doing so would bring my nightmare to life.
I don't know if this is the case for you, but I had a similar thing after undergoing surgery. I lived with it for years but a few sessions of EMDR therapy got rid of it nearly for good.
I don't know if this is the case for you, but I had a similar thing after undergoing surgery. I lived with it for years but a few sessions of EMDR therapy got rid of it nearly for good.
In my case it's a seemingly random image, a "scene" if you will. I have no idea of its origin, it's seemingly with me since I was an infant. EDIT: It does look like something out of a nightmare,...
In my case it's a seemingly random image, a "scene" if you will. I have no idea of its origin, it's seemingly with me since I was an infant. EDIT: It does look like something out of a nightmare, but it can also be the extension of some early philosophical inclinations. Maybe both.
I never talked about it with anybody, my comment above is literally the first time I ever referenced or represented it externally in any way. It's weird that I chose to do this in such a public forum, but I just did.
I don't just hate nuts, I loathe everything about them. People always want to know why. Why do I hate nuts. There must be a reason, they reason. The conversation always (always) goes like this......
I don't just hate nuts, I loathe everything about them.
People always want to know why. Why do I hate nuts. There must be a reason, they reason. The conversation always (always) goes like this...
Me: "I don't like nuts."
Them: "Why?"
Me: "It's due to a traumatic childhood experience. But I don't like to talk about it."
Them: "Ooooooh! What happened?????"
Me: "I SAID, I DON'T LIKE TO TALK ABOUT IT."
People are bad at respecting boundaries.
However, I do wonder about your fear of even drawing the image out or even mentioning its existence to a therapist. It doesn't seem healthy to keep that bottled inside.
IMO that's a bit unfair. Saying "I don't like to talk about it" could easily be interpreted as a polite way of leaving the door open for further discussion, if asked nicely. So if you want to stop...
People are bad at respecting boundaries.
IMO that's a bit unfair. Saying "I don't like to talk about it" could easily be interpreted as a polite way of leaving the door open for further discussion, if asked nicely. So if you want to stop people from pressing you for more about the subject you should probably consider saying "I don't want to talk about it" instead. If someone keeps pressing for more after that, then it's definitely fair to say they aren't respecting your boundaries though.
I once had a girlfriend who had a fobia of peas. It was pretty intense, even saying the word "peas" would trigger her. I never asked where this came from, never occurred to me, maybe I'm just used...
I once had a girlfriend who had a fobia of peas. It was pretty intense, even saying the word "peas" would trigger her. I never asked where this came from, never occurred to me, maybe I'm just used to having a lot of idiosyncrasies of my own. Also, the explanation, if there was one, would probably not be satisfactory anyway. It's probably something that is only meaningful to her.
Yeah, it would be a good idea to talk about my thing. One day I will. I think it would make for a good short story.
I hope I didn't prompt this response with my comment last night. I tried to make it clear that I didn't want to talk about the thing itself so much as get some clarification on what lou meant by...
I hope I didn't prompt this response with my comment last night. I tried to make it clear that I didn't want to talk about the thing itself so much as get some clarification on what lou meant by philosophical inclinations contributing. I certainly didn't mean any harm.
Thanks, but unfortunately, no. Since it's a deeply ingrained irrational fear, it takes more than reasoning to get rid of it. And it's also not something with a noticeable impact on my day-to-day...
Thanks, but unfortunately, no. Since it's a deeply ingrained irrational fear, it takes more than reasoning to get rid of it. And it's also not something with a noticeable impact on my day-to-day life, otherwise I'd probably have discussed it when I was going to the psychotherapist.aa
I experience something similar, but involving an incredibly vivid, first-person perspective scene in full-motion, not just a singular image. Also unlike yours it doesn't evoke terror in me, but...
I experience something similar, but involving an incredibly vivid, first-person perspective scene in full-motion, not just a singular image. Also unlike yours it doesn't evoke terror in me, but instead mostly just frustration and confusion because I have no idea if it's something that I actually encountered in real life, something I saw in a movie/show (unlikely given the first-person perspective?), or merely something from a dream/conjured from pure imagination. It first appeared in my mind when I was about 16, during a very very deep meditation session, and has popped back into my head at least a few times every year since then. The scene plays out as follows:
I'm walking through a heavily forested area full of moss covered trees and fern bushes, and I come upon an old, long abandoned, dilapidated, wooden, single-room house/cabin. In front of the building are some pretty creepy looking animal statues made from chicken-wire with moss stuffing (very similar to this but in the shape of deer or elk). I walk past the statues and into the building to see that the interior has all rotted away, with the roof and floor both totally collapsed. But amongst all the greyish brown rotted wood there is something brightly coloured and out-of-place looking, only partially visible in the center of the room under a pile of debris, in a small crater/pit below the level where the floorboards would have been... But I can't quite tell what it is (maybe a pile of clothing?). And that's when the scene ends.
As I said before, this has never caused me any feelings of terror, and despite the creepy apperance of the statues they have actually always evoked a sense of wonder in me instead of fear. However, there is still some dark undertone to the whole thing, and I often find myself wondering if this is a memory I intentionally blocked from my mind due to it being traumatic in some way. Unfortunately, I suspect I will never know the answers to any of my questions about this scene though, so I have mostly just learned to live with it.
The simplest way to understand what this means to you is finding a psychoanalyst (lacanians recommended). Psychoanalysis have a bad rap, but it can be quite useful nevertheless.
The simplest way to understand what this means to you is finding a psychoanalyst (lacanians recommended). Psychoanalysis have a bad rap, but it can be quite useful nevertheless.
I’ll share one that I seemed to have grown out of. I’m in a bed at my cousins’ house, sleeping between two of my cousins (as we did when I was younger). I feel something looking at me, so I open...
I’ll share one that I seemed to have grown out of.
I’m in a bed at my cousins’ house, sleeping between two of my cousins (as we did when I was younger). I feel something looking at me, so I open the drapes of the window at the head of a bed. There is a king-king-like ape outside, it’s head covers the entire window (it was a big window). It points at itself and then at me, repeating, “you, me, you, me, you, me…”
That’s when I wake up, usually in a cold sweat. The ape isn’t malicious, the scene itself is a place I was familiar and comfortable with as a kid. But I am terrified for some reason. I stopped having the dreams some time in university.
I believe it was related to some sort of live-action King Kong coming out + some unresolved issues I had as a kid. Unsure what.
It's interesting to see how many other people have these 'scenes'. I have one which makes me feel a little anxious. I'm in a white room staring at a dimmer switch on the wall, and as I continue to...
It's interesting to see how many other people have these 'scenes'.
I have one which makes me feel a little anxious. I'm in a white room staring at a dimmer switch on the wall, and as I continue to stare at the switch I lose my depth perception and it feels like its both right in front of my face, and really really far away. As if the room is both tiny and huge at the same time.
I think it's based on a room from my childhood but I don't really know.
I've got something similar, minus any fear of it actually manifesting, it just presents as a whole phenomenon when it's happening. There's usually a horrific image projected on a field of visual...
the reason I never told it to anyone, never even sketched it on a piece of paper, is that I have an absolutely irrational fear that doing so would bring my nightmare to life.
I've got something similar, minus any fear of it actually manifesting, it just presents as a whole phenomenon when it's happening. There's usually a horrific image projected on a field of visual snow, typically if I'm anxious late at night, and a feeling that image is going to jump at me. I can describe it, and it's oddly like the cover of Elder Scrolls 2: Daggerfall holofoil box, sans the hand, like the shoulders up (like a painting, not dismembered) floating in water. The odd thing is the box doesn't really scare me, and I didn't ever see it before 2021. I know for sure it's been there for 17 years after having what I felt was a paranormal experience at the time, but was likely being freaked out in a pitch-black guest house in more quiet than I was ready for, combined with whatever anxiety issues I was having as a kid and a fear of the dark.
Oof, I feel for you. I have a couple of those scenes, but they don't bring on terror so much as making me deeply unsettled, and at worst a cold, heavy dread/resignation in the pit of my stomach....
Oof, I feel for you. I have a couple of those scenes, but they don't bring on terror so much as making me deeply unsettled, and at worst a cold, heavy dread/resignation in the pit of my stomach. They usually show up in daydreams, but sometimes when my mind is wandering before falling asleep as well. I usually have to physically shake it off by getting up and doing something distracting. Worth noting that I am nearly 100% sure these both came from dreams at an early age, maybe 5 years old or younger.
I can share them (and have a number of times). One is from my point of view, sitting in a bed, propped up against the headboard, looking into a vanity mirror directly across the room, and a man unknown to me is slowly crawling across the mirror-bed toward me with a menacing look on his face. Then it ends. It's never felt like impending abuse or anything sexual, despite the bedroom setting.
The other is again from my point of view either in my childhood garage or behind a house with a field behind it. I'm looking at the door into the house (whether from the attached garage or the backyard/field) and a woman unknown to me has her back facing me as she opens the door and starts to enter, then she turns around, notices me, then shoots me "a look" that is menacing in some way. Then it ends.
Friends I've told this to always notice the "predator eyes" and the silence. I don't much know what to make of it, but since you shared, I thought I'd commiserate a little.
I beatbox and drum on things near constantly. Have since I was probably 10 or 12, and I'm 32 now. There's this constant rhythmic noise in my head, I guess. I always wanted to do some form of...
I beatbox and drum on things near constantly. Have since I was probably 10 or 12, and I'm 32 now. There's this constant rhythmic noise in my head, I guess. I always wanted to do some form of music, and rhythm is the easiest thing to "grasp," and I think I gravitated towards it. I don't "practice" beatboxing, but it does help me sort out rhythmic patterns if I'm doing some drum programming or something.
The thing is, this influenced my life in many big ways. I make electronic music (as a separate practice from playing instruments), and the music I make and listen to is influenced by this, while all three feed back into each other. In around 2007 I heard the ShyFX song Original Nuttah, and the drum programming was like what I was hearing/feeling in my head in some way. It just clicked. I think the next big smack in the face was Squarepusher's Come On My Selector, which was even closer to the sort of stuff I heard in my head for years (minus snare rushes), and then the larger mid-90s IDM/Braindance movement as expressed by people like Squarepusher, u-ziq (one of Mike Paradinas's many aliases), Aphex Twin (who ran Rephlex, a cornerstone of this style), and even later me stumbling into people like Paradox, Noisia, Venetian Snares, and even more left-field stuff like Autechre, whose track recks on impressed me with its simple approach to up-front rhythm, and the track's decay into... whatever it is they've been doing for the better part of 30 years.
I wasn't hearing/expressing sliced breakbeats or even conventional percussion in these patterns, but in a way the patterns themselves. There may be some sort of abstracted structure akin to a conventional kit (kick, snare, hat, cymbals toms), but it could also be monotonal like a fast doumbeck, if you were to cut out the more regular thumpy pulse. I frankly think the former structure emerged later as I started actually doing things related to drum programming, like trying to understand drum theory for a set for situations where I wanted to program more plausibly human drums.
Dude, this is so much like my youngest kid! Even when he was a toddler it was tons of mouth noises (fffbrikadikidikadika...tuhkahtuhKAH, and so on). Now it's a near constant stream of rhythms from...
Dude, this is so much like my youngest kid! Even when he was a toddler it was tons of mouth noises (fffbrikadikidikadika...tuhkahtuhKAH, and so on). Now it's a near constant stream of rhythms from him, often accompanied by dances. Not that it's only when he feels like dancing...for him it's more likely than not that if you run into him in the house he's subvocalizing some kind of complex beat. I don't know...the same way I might be going over an inner monologue, he's just vibing, as we say..Any suggestions on how to suss out whether he would do well channeling this into something creative? The kid's only six. He's got more groove than the rest of us combined!
See if he responds to fast/complex or rhythmically forward music? A couple of the albums that really pulled me in when I got into this sort of music were u-ziq's Lunatic Harness and Aphex Twin's...
See if he responds to fast/complex or rhythmically forward music? A couple of the albums that really pulled me in when I got into this sort of music were u-ziq's Lunatic Harness and Aphex Twin's Richard D. James Album (the song "milkman" has some vulgar lyrics), and some stuff off of Aphex Twin's Drukqs (skip "Cock ver10," it's got some mildly amusing, but easily imitated vulgarity) like Mount St. Michel + Saint Michael's Mount. If you haven't listened to this sort of stuff it's a little left-field, but for me there was sort of a come to Jesus moment when I first heard 4, the first track on Richard D. James album, because the drum programming was almost perfectly aligned with what I'd been hearing in my head. This isn't intended as "a list of albums I like" but albums where my brain went "yeah, that's the stuff" when I first heard them.
You could maybe show the kid beatboxing videos, see if he's into that (there's tons of great competition footage, various talent TV shows, and more), but it's mostly down to supporting him if he goes for something, or maybe signing up for things if he seems interested and seeing if he takes to them after expressing an interest. My parents sort of followed me insofar as I needed their help/support for things as well. My mom bought me a guitar before I started making electronic music entirely on my own using free tools, for example.
I'll offer a little bit of caution as the music I suggested is, as mentioned, pretty left-field. I had a bit of a sound sensitivity when I was a kid, and some of these tracks ("Afx237 v3" and "inkey$") would've likely freaked me out because of some sonic aspects (inkey$ didn't sit right as an adult when I first heard it but I was/am kinda sensitive about sound), but they aren't offensive in any way. Unless otherwise noted, most of the stuff I recommended should be child-safe, and I noted any potential problems near the recommendation.
Wow! I started off with Original Nuttah, based on your first post, and before the drums kicked in he kind of quietly got up and started a dance, then when the drums hit, his face LIT UP. He kept...
Wow! I started off with Original Nuttah, based on your first post, and before the drums kicked in he kind of quietly got up and started a dance, then when the drums hit, his face LIT UP. He kept dancing and drumming on his legs and even said a minute later: "I really love these drums."
I put on the first track of Richard D. James, and he kept a dance going, really liked the sped-up and slowed-down drum rolls. When I asked him what he thought, he was generally agreeable. And then that first out-of-time slowdown of 3-4 drum hits (?) made him really stop and take note.
We have a daily routine where he and his brother alternate days choosing a song to listen to during the 5 minute drive to school, and he said he wants more of this. So thank you, so, so much. Our next try will be hip hop dance lessons, and I'll keep introducing some of the things you suggested, while of course letting him pick.
Ha! Now it's been almost an hour and he is still grooving to himself.
BRO are you literally me??? This is so similar to my journey in music I actually thought I wrote this lmao. I always drum on things and make beats in my head and it grew into a love for jungle and...
BRO are you literally me??? This is so similar to my journey in music I actually thought I wrote this lmao. I always drum on things and make beats in my head and it grew into a love for jungle and other forms of electronic music and I started to make my own music when I was 18. Drum programming and writing bass lines is like therapy to me lol. Original Nuttah is such a banger and helped me discover a lot of that old school sound, Venetian Snares and Autechre also influenced a lot of my sound. A lot of contemporary artists in the hardcore scene like Thugwidow, Sewerslvt, Bakground, etc all add their own flavor to the genre and makes it feel so fresh despite how old/unpopular it is now.
Is there anywhere I can hear any of your music? It’s so hard finding other fans/artists in these genres, especially cause I’m American and these genres were never popular here.
I've got a soundcloud, but most of it is ambient and generative and textural stuff I fell into a bit later. I think there's like one jungle track up there that was a submission to Jungle Beat...
I've got a soundcloud, but most of it is ambient and generative and textural stuff I fell into a bit later. I think there's like one jungle track up there that was a submission to Jungle Beat Battles, but I haven't had a submission there for the better part of a year because I keep forgetting to work on them, if you wanted to find like-minded folks.
And yeah, I've always had a hard time talking about this stuff because it's not exactly fringe, but it's not exactly big in the US. I jokingly refer to this as the stuff producers listen to, because every major name I know of has likely listened to some of those artists.
Pretty interesting stuff, I used to make a lot of ambient/drone tracks but I started to move more towards club songs. A lot of those tracks on that jungle beat battles page are really good, can't...
Pretty interesting stuff, I used to make a lot of ambient/drone tracks but I started to move more towards club songs. A lot of those tracks on that jungle beat battles page are really good, can't believe I haven't heard of it until now. Definitely feel you on the whole "producer music" thing, sometimes it seems more like there are more artists than casual listeners in these spaces lol.
Here's my soundcloud if your interested, haven't posted anything in a couple months cause I've been busy but I got a couple of tunes I want to release soon.
I have a web extending up to the first joint between a couple of my fingers, and similarly between a pair of my toes. Aside from slight inconvenience playing piano, it makes wearing gloves not...
I have a web extending up to the first joint between a couple of my fingers, and similarly between a pair of my toes. Aside from slight inconvenience playing piano, it makes wearing gloves not really feasible. When needed, it's mittens for me.
Hey there syndactyly sibling! I was born with near complete syndactyly on the middle toes of each foot. I grew up with it for a while but had to have it surgically removed. The webbing wasn’t...
Hey there syndactyly sibling!
I was born with near complete syndactyly on the middle toes of each foot. I grew up with it for a while but had to have it surgically removed. The webbing wasn’t growing as fast as my toes, so it was pulling on them and causing them to curl under and putting me down the path towards becoming club-footed. The webbing is now gone, but I still have my curved toes and some pretty awesome scars that go almost halfway up my feet.
To this day, decades later, I don’t like the sensation of anything going between my middle toes. Despite the skin there being on the exterior, the sense of touch on that skin is all wrong. If I run my finger on the inside of one of my toes it feels like something is crawling under my skin — presumably because, for the beginning years of my life, that area was all under the web.
And before anyone asks, no, I will not be posting pictures of my feet.
Whoa, that's bizarre. But it's also not the same results I see when searching for kfwyre on DDG, so some sort of personalization must be involved in that. If you search in incognito do you get the...
Whoa, that's bizarre. But it's also not the same results I see when searching for kfwyre on DDG, so some sort of personalization must be involved in that. If you search in incognito do you get the same results?
I think it might be location-based (DDG’s whole thing is that they don’t personalize, right?). I switched my VPN to a location in Canada, and it gave me different results, but when I switch it...
I think it might be location-based (DDG’s whole thing is that they don’t personalize, right?). I switched my VPN to a location in Canada, and it gave me different results, but when I switch it back to the US I get the same thing even in incognito/private tabs. I can get slightly different ones depending on which location in the US I choose.
I’m not going to simply give away pics of these one-of-a-kind puppies for free! I know how the internet works, so if y’all want to see my janky toes then y’all can pay me for the privilege. 😆
I’m not going to simply give away pics of these one-of-a-kind puppies for free! I know how the internet works, so if y’all want to see my janky toes then y’all can pay me for the privilege. 😆
But are your willing to sell an NFT of the image so someone can say they own... uhh... the rights to right click and hit "save image as" (I don't understand what it actually means...) your...
But are your willing to sell an NFT of the image so someone can say they own... uhh... the rights to right click and hit "save image as" (I don't understand what it actually means...) your one-of-a-kind toesies?!
Ok, I'm joining the sleep trend. I will often wake-up in the middle of the night and begin interacting with my surroundings as if I were still in my dream. In the past it has made of awkward...
Ok, I'm joining the sleep trend.
I will often wake-up in the middle of the night and begin interacting with my surroundings as if I were still in my dream. In the past it has made of awkward situations with roommates (i.e. trying to climb out a window or shouting things), interesting one night stands, and more recently slightly embarrassing stories from my significant other. The most common thing to happen now is to wake up, realize I'm in bed with someone naked, assume the other person is the last person I was with in my dream, and try to stealthily get out of bed, put on underwear, and leave the room. I do this about once a month. I usually eventually get some cue that I am at home or in bed with my partner and go back to sleep and pretend nothing has happened. This started when I was traveling a lot of work (2-3 weeks a month) to places that were pretty unsafe (a lot of North Africa and the Middle East). I'm not sure if that has anything to do with it, but when I travel more I experience it more.
Funniest examples:
The first time I ever slept next to my current partner was on a camping trip before we were dating. I had just gotten back from a trip to Pakistan and when I woke up in my sleeping bag thought I was tied up in a tent somewhere. In trying to escape I lifted my lower half up vertically rotated 90 degrees and brought my legs down hard, right on top of her. I immediately realized what I had done, assumed normal sleep position, and pretended I hadn't done anything. She of course woke up, yelled "what the fuck!?!?!", and punched me. I explained poorly the next day.
On another trip we were staying at a friends house with a lofted second story. We were sleeping on the couch. In the middle of the night I looked up at the banister above us and said "do they know we're hiding here?" which fully freaked out my partner. I didn't respond when she ask what the fuck I was talking about.
Typing all this out solidifies what a good sport my partner is. She puts up with a lot.
I bet you guys have a great laugh about it afterwards :P I sleep-do-stuff too, lots of laughs were had at my expense. I don't care, it makes me unique. Sometimes it can be scary, but every first...
I bet you guys have a great laugh about it afterwards :P
I sleep-do-stuff too, lots of laughs were had at my expense. I don't care, it makes me unique.
Sometimes it can be scary, but every first time I sleep with someone or in someone's home I warn them about it beforehand. Most people handle it pretty well.
We definitely laugh at the absurdity of it. Like you, I also enjoy telling stories about it. Agreed, it can be awkward when folks don't know about it. I'm usually good at giving a heads up, but...
We definitely laugh at the absurdity of it. Like you, I also enjoy telling stories about it.
Sometimes it can be scary, but every first time I sleep with someone or in someone's home I warn them about it beforehand. Most people handle it pretty well.
Agreed, it can be awkward when folks don't know about it. I'm usually good at giving a heads up, but you never know. I think it was worse when I was dating or going out as a single person. I'm sure waking up to the person you brought home doing weird things in your room is not a fun experience. Some were good sports, others were less excited about it, haha.
Okay, here are a couple, though I might be able to go on and on: I have a third nipple, and a fourth, and a fifth. All different stages, and all along my left "milk line." I always knew of the the...
Okay, here are a couple, though I might be able to go on and on:
I have a third nipple, and a fourth, and a fifth. All different stages, and all along my left "milk line." I always knew of the the third but didn't know what it was...my mother thought it was a burn mark from a dropped cigarette and thought she had blocked out the memory (she was always very upset that my dad would lie about smoking). But I realized this at age 30-something and then paid a little more attention and found the other two. Supposedly this makes me fey, which at least aligns with some other quirks I have.
The other that comes to mind right now is that I have always experienced acutely how alive trees are, if that makes sense. Of course, they actually are alive, but they feel as alive and hugely present to me as any animal would. I visit them, hang out with them, greet them, etc., especially the ones I am most connected to. Makes for interesting disagreements with family members about what landscaping is reasonable versus insane.
I was trying to think of something, and I took a break to take a sip from my drink… And yeah, I found my answer. So two things related to drinking. I take a sip from both sides of a cup in...
I was trying to think of something, and I took a break to take a sip from my drink… And yeah, I found my answer.
So two things related to drinking. I take a sip from both sides of a cup in particular. I always drink half of the drink from one side and the other half from the other. The only exception is eggnog, which I drink all from one side of the cup. I have no idea why I do this, I just do and always have for as long as I can remember.
Here’s another to do with drinking. In cutting back from straws, I’ve started drinking directly from the straw hole in a lid. So the cut part of a lid where a straw would go, I’ll just put my lips over that and drink it like a sippy-cup. I have a reusable straw, but bringing that with me is a chore. I know what I really should be cutting out is the cup at all, but I still love to get a drink whenever I’m out.
I’ve started drinking directly from the straw hole in a lid. So the cut part of a lid where a straw would go, I’ll just put my lips over that and drink it like a sippy-cup.
I can crack the knuckles on my hands as many times in a row as I want, on command. I’ve met a few other people with this ability, so I don’t think it’s super uncommon, but it still messes with...
I can crack the knuckles on my hands as many times in a row as I want, on command. I’ve met a few other people with this ability, so I don’t think it’s super uncommon, but it still messes with people who aren’t expecting it.
I have no fear of the dark, I'm pretty comfortable getting around without being able to see. And mirrors don't bother me at all. But for some reason I have a pretty low tolerance of mirrors in low...
I have no fear of the dark, I'm pretty comfortable getting around without being able to see. And mirrors don't bother me at all. But for some reason I have a pretty low tolerance of mirrors in low light (not no light). Usually can't bring myself to look in them or at myself in them, pretty sure it's related to an old nightmare I used to have. At risk of oversharing, I occasionally wonder if that might be the remnants of some minor childhood trauma (as a kid, looked in a mirror immediately-post-face-surgery and didn't recognize the grim image looking back at me), but the memory's AWOL so I have no way of knowing. Pretty sure it's not, but is an interesting thought to entertain.
I have really vivid and weird dreams sometimes. Once I dreamed I was a twig, and I was walking down a corridor where all the other twigs lived in discarded soda cans. And then I got to a room at...
I have really vivid and weird dreams sometimes. Once I dreamed I was a twig, and I was walking down a corridor where all the other twigs lived in discarded soda cans. And then I got to a room at the end and there was like a big gyroscope thing, and I stepped into the gyroscope and grew into a big branch.
I can do some fun things with my eyes. I can make one of my eyes cross over while the other stares straight ahead, and then I can move them so they kinda 'ping pong'. I can also make my eyes shake left and right really quickly.
Finally, I have super skinny wrists and ankles, the smallest of everyone I've ever met (and asked to see the wrists/ankles of, which tbf isn't literally everyone I've met).
I can do the same! I was born with a pretty severe case of amblyopia (a lazy/wandering eye), so had to do physical therapy when I was young to correct it. For several hours every day, for about a...
I can make one of my eyes cross over while the other stares straight ahead, and then I can move them so they kinda 'ping pong'.
I can do the same! I was born with a pretty severe case of amblyopia (a lazy/wandering eye), so had to do physical therapy when I was young to correct it. For several hours every day, for about a year, a therapist ran me through all sorts of eye muscle control and eye dominance training exercises involving tennis balls on sticks and strings, often while wearing an eye patch. As a result of all that effort the amblyopia eventually went away, but I can also now make my eyes move completely independently of each other, a bit like a chameleon. :P
The only downside is that ever since then I sometimes get pretty intense migraines though, especially when my eyes are especially fatigued (which staring at a computer for 8+ hours a day contributes to). :(
Everyone is talking about sleep related stuff so……I have something called sleep Tourette’s. Basically at random when I’m sleeping my head will violently jerk into my pillow as if I’m head butting...
Everyone is talking about sleep related stuff so……I have something called sleep Tourette’s. Basically at random when I’m sleeping my head will violently jerk into my pillow as if I’m head butting it. Except I always sleep on my sides so it’s the side of my head. This has been happening for years in random spurts. For the longest time I thought it was maybe a muscle spasm or related to a former neck injury. Turns out it’s just sleep Tourette’s. Sometimes it wakes me up, sometimes I can feel the head jerking in a dream, and sometimes it does it when I’m not even fully asleep yet.
Other weird things about me is I can’t feel anything from my right shoulder down to my right wrist, this only applies to the skin. If I were to get stabbed or something then I’ll still feel it, just not in the normal way. It’ll be a tingly numb stabby feeling.
Another thing that’s related to the former is that I get shocked a lot at random. If you’ve ever stuck your finger in a wall outlet, and gotten shocked, well it feels like that. I’ll feel pulses of what I can only describe as electric traveling through whatever body part sometimes. It’s a nerve issue so it doesn’t affect my muscles at all, but it does get annoying. I can also cause the shocking myself at will by touching certain spots. If I touch between my big toe and the next toe then it sends a shock up my leg and to my tail bone. So it’ll basically feel like someone is touching my butt when I’m touching my foot. The same goes for the back of my heel. If I touch my belly button then it feels like I’m touching the back of my neck. If I touch the back of my wrist then I feel pressure behind my eye. That’s all the places I can think of atm.
Lastly my ring finger on my right hand doesn’t really work. I have a piece of glass(now covered in bone) stuck in my palm. It’s weird, but I like to fidget with the ball of bone in my palm all the time.
When I'm anxious I twitch. Very often the right side of my face but it gets worse and spreads the more anxious I get. Sometimes I think I have control like I "decided" to move, although don't...
When I'm anxious I twitch. Very often the right side of my face but it gets worse and spreads the more anxious I get. Sometimes I think I have control like I "decided" to move, although don't think I actually have much control.
A normal human doesn't have an IQ of 200, and even if it were possible to measure an IQ up to 400, I'm kind of doubting you're the smartest person in the world to ever be tested.
A normal human doesn't have an IQ of 200, and even if it were possible to measure an IQ up to 400, I'm kind of doubting you're the smartest person in the world to ever be tested.
I had the raw data of my genetics test processed. Apparently it's likely that I have an enlarged hippocampus and improved memory. I do have a big head. And I have very good memory to the point...
I had the raw data of my genetics test processed.
Apparently it's likely that I have an enlarged hippocampus and improved memory.
I do have a big head. And I have very good memory to the point where it sometimes gets me into socially awkward situations where I'll bump into a distant acquaintance, and they'll barely recall who I am while I can easily recall their name, how we met, and almost every fact about them and their lives that they told me.
It makes me appear creepy and obsessive about them. But I'm not! I don't even think about them after meeting them! I just have freakishly good memory! -__-
Whenever I think about something I did when I was younger that was cringey, I physically cringe. Like I spaz out a little bit. I move my head, i throw my arm forward, I grab my head like if I just got hit.
Other little quirks is that I pace around a lot. Like suddenly. My mom first noticed it when I was in college and dealing with a lot of stress. I would just come out of my room and walk back and forth through the whole house. The weird thing was that I did this at the exact same time every day. I also murmur to myself while walking, like if I'm having a conversation. And sometimes, I think about me being on a talk show and talking to like Fallon or someone.
So that's a bunch of weird stuff in a row.
That's my morning routine!
I cringe a lot, but not physically. Sometimes I'm going about my day, and some part of my brain whisper: "hey, remember your birthday in 2005?, when you puked in front of all your friends and guests after drinking a bottle of vodka by yourself? Let me play the clip for you. You're gonna love it!".
That's how it used to be for me. Sometime during the last two years (maybe even within the past year) this changed and it became a much more visceral response. I try not to think about the past too much because of this.
Oh yeah, I do this too. When I'm alone sometimes I'll mutter to myself along the lines of, "I can't believe I did that."
Like sometimes I think about how I chose to deliver a school presentation as a rap in front of my pod in 6th or 7th grade. A pod is ~4 classrooms of kids, so 100 kids.
I wasn't a good rapper.
cringes and dies
When I cringe, I tend to close my eyes and mouth for a moment to let the embarrassment sink in. (As opposed to letting it out on the walls or someone else.)
I'll start.
A horrifying image follows me since I was a kid. When I'm distracted, or right before falling sleep. At random times.
I never told anyone what it is, and won't tell it here either. It evokes in me the most profound terror, and the reason I never told it to anyone, never even sketched it on a piece of paper, is that I have an absolutely irrational fear that doing so would bring my nightmare to life.
I don't know if this is the case for you, but I had a similar thing after undergoing surgery. I lived with it for years but a few sessions of EMDR therapy got rid of it nearly for good.
In my case it's a seemingly random image, a "scene" if you will. I have no idea of its origin, it's seemingly with me since I was an infant. EDIT: It does look like something out of a nightmare, but it can also be the extension of some early philosophical inclinations. Maybe both.
I never talked about it with anybody, my comment above is literally the first time I ever referenced or represented it externally in any way. It's weird that I chose to do this in such a public forum, but I just did.
I don't just hate nuts, I loathe everything about them.
People always want to know why. Why do I hate nuts. There must be a reason, they reason. The conversation always (always) goes like this...
Me: "I don't like nuts."
Them: "Why?"
Me: "It's due to a traumatic childhood experience. But I don't like to talk about it."
Them: "Ooooooh! What happened?????"
Me: "I SAID, I DON'T LIKE TO TALK ABOUT IT."
People are bad at respecting boundaries.
However, I do wonder about your fear of even drawing the image out or even mentioning its existence to a therapist. It doesn't seem healthy to keep that bottled inside.
IMO that's a bit unfair. Saying "I don't like to talk about it" could easily be interpreted as a polite way of leaving the door open for further discussion, if asked nicely. So if you want to stop people from pressing you for more about the subject you should probably consider saying "I don't want to talk about it" instead. If someone keeps pressing for more after that, then it's definitely fair to say they aren't respecting your boundaries though.
Oh, it's completely unfair.
But I'm not sure I agree with you on your subtle distinction between like and want.
I once had a girlfriend who had a fobia of peas. It was pretty intense, even saying the word "peas" would trigger her. I never asked where this came from, never occurred to me, maybe I'm just used to having a lot of idiosyncrasies of my own. Also, the explanation, if there was one, would probably not be satisfactory anyway. It's probably something that is only meaningful to her.
Yeah, it would be a good idea to talk about my thing. One day I will. I think it would make for a good short story.
Thanks!
I hope I didn't prompt this response with my comment last night. I tried to make it clear that I didn't want to talk about the thing itself so much as get some clarification on what lou meant by philosophical inclinations contributing. I certainly didn't mean any harm.
Not at all. I was also curious about philosophically driven intrusive thoughts.
Would you be comfortable sharing in what way it can be seen as an extension of philosophical inclinations? Without saying too much, of course.
Thanks, but unfortunately, no. Since it's a deeply ingrained irrational fear, it takes more than reasoning to get rid of it. And it's also not something with a noticeable impact on my day-to-day life, otherwise I'd probably have discussed it when I was going to the psychotherapist.aa
Understood. I appreciate your boundaries!
I experience something similar, but involving an incredibly vivid, first-person perspective scene in full-motion, not just a singular image. Also unlike yours it doesn't evoke terror in me, but instead mostly just frustration and confusion because I have no idea if it's something that I actually encountered in real life, something I saw in a movie/show (unlikely given the first-person perspective?), or merely something from a dream/conjured from pure imagination. It first appeared in my mind when I was about 16, during a very very deep meditation session, and has popped back into my head at least a few times every year since then. The scene plays out as follows:
I'm walking through a heavily forested area full of moss covered trees and fern bushes, and I come upon an old, long abandoned, dilapidated, wooden, single-room house/cabin. In front of the building are some pretty creepy looking animal statues made from chicken-wire with moss stuffing (very similar to this but in the shape of deer or elk). I walk past the statues and into the building to see that the interior has all rotted away, with the roof and floor both totally collapsed. But amongst all the greyish brown rotted wood there is something brightly coloured and out-of-place looking, only partially visible in the center of the room under a pile of debris, in a small crater/pit below the level where the floorboards would have been... But I can't quite tell what it is (maybe a pile of clothing?). And that's when the scene ends.
As I said before, this has never caused me any feelings of terror, and despite the creepy apperance of the statues they have actually always evoked a sense of wonder in me instead of fear. However, there is still some dark undertone to the whole thing, and I often find myself wondering if this is a memory I intentionally blocked from my mind due to it being traumatic in some way. Unfortunately, I suspect I will never know the answers to any of my questions about this scene though, so I have mostly just learned to live with it.
The simplest way to understand what this means to you is finding a psychoanalyst (lacanians recommended). Psychoanalysis have a bad rap, but it can be quite useful nevertheless.
I’ll share one that I seemed to have grown out of.
I’m in a bed at my cousins’ house, sleeping between two of my cousins (as we did when I was younger). I feel something looking at me, so I open the drapes of the window at the head of a bed. There is a king-king-like ape outside, it’s head covers the entire window (it was a big window). It points at itself and then at me, repeating, “you, me, you, me, you, me…”
That’s when I wake up, usually in a cold sweat. The ape isn’t malicious, the scene itself is a place I was familiar and comfortable with as a kid. But I am terrified for some reason. I stopped having the dreams some time in university.
I believe it was related to some sort of live-action King Kong coming out + some unresolved issues I had as a kid. Unsure what.
It's interesting to see how many other people have these 'scenes'.
I have one which makes me feel a little anxious. I'm in a white room staring at a dimmer switch on the wall, and as I continue to stare at the switch I lose my depth perception and it feels like its both right in front of my face, and really really far away. As if the room is both tiny and huge at the same time.
I think it's based on a room from my childhood but I don't really know.
I've got something similar, minus any fear of it actually manifesting, it just presents as a whole phenomenon when it's happening. There's usually a horrific image projected on a field of visual snow, typically if I'm anxious late at night, and a feeling that image is going to jump at me. I can describe it, and it's oddly like the cover of Elder Scrolls 2: Daggerfall holofoil box, sans the hand, like the shoulders up (like a painting, not dismembered) floating in water. The odd thing is the box doesn't really scare me, and I didn't ever see it before 2021. I know for sure it's been there for 17 years after having what I felt was a paranormal experience at the time, but was likely being freaked out in a pitch-black guest house in more quiet than I was ready for, combined with whatever anxiety issues I was having as a kid and a fear of the dark.
Oof, I feel for you. I have a couple of those scenes, but they don't bring on terror so much as making me deeply unsettled, and at worst a cold, heavy dread/resignation in the pit of my stomach. They usually show up in daydreams, but sometimes when my mind is wandering before falling asleep as well. I usually have to physically shake it off by getting up and doing something distracting. Worth noting that I am nearly 100% sure these both came from dreams at an early age, maybe 5 years old or younger.
I can share them (and have a number of times). One is from my point of view, sitting in a bed, propped up against the headboard, looking into a vanity mirror directly across the room, and a man unknown to me is slowly crawling across the mirror-bed toward me with a menacing look on his face. Then it ends. It's never felt like impending abuse or anything sexual, despite the bedroom setting.
The other is again from my point of view either in my childhood garage or behind a house with a field behind it. I'm looking at the door into the house (whether from the attached garage or the backyard/field) and a woman unknown to me has her back facing me as she opens the door and starts to enter, then she turns around, notices me, then shoots me "a look" that is menacing in some way. Then it ends.
Friends I've told this to always notice the "predator eyes" and the silence. I don't much know what to make of it, but since you shared, I thought I'd commiserate a little.
I beatbox and drum on things near constantly. Have since I was probably 10 or 12, and I'm 32 now. There's this constant rhythmic noise in my head, I guess. I always wanted to do some form of music, and rhythm is the easiest thing to "grasp," and I think I gravitated towards it. I don't "practice" beatboxing, but it does help me sort out rhythmic patterns if I'm doing some drum programming or something.
The thing is, this influenced my life in many big ways. I make electronic music (as a separate practice from playing instruments), and the music I make and listen to is influenced by this, while all three feed back into each other. In around 2007 I heard the ShyFX song Original Nuttah, and the drum programming was like what I was hearing/feeling in my head in some way. It just clicked. I think the next big smack in the face was Squarepusher's Come On My Selector, which was even closer to the sort of stuff I heard in my head for years (minus snare rushes), and then the larger mid-90s IDM/Braindance movement as expressed by people like Squarepusher, u-ziq (one of Mike Paradinas's many aliases), Aphex Twin (who ran Rephlex, a cornerstone of this style), and even later me stumbling into people like Paradox, Noisia, Venetian Snares, and even more left-field stuff like Autechre, whose track recks on impressed me with its simple approach to up-front rhythm, and the track's decay into... whatever it is they've been doing for the better part of 30 years.
I wasn't hearing/expressing sliced breakbeats or even conventional percussion in these patterns, but in a way the patterns themselves. There may be some sort of abstracted structure akin to a conventional kit (kick, snare, hat, cymbals toms), but it could also be monotonal like a fast doumbeck, if you were to cut out the more regular thumpy pulse. I frankly think the former structure emerged later as I started actually doing things related to drum programming, like trying to understand drum theory for a set for situations where I wanted to program more plausibly human drums.
Dude, this is so much like my youngest kid! Even when he was a toddler it was tons of mouth noises (fffbrikadikidikadika...tuhkahtuhKAH, and so on). Now it's a near constant stream of rhythms from him, often accompanied by dances. Not that it's only when he feels like dancing...for him it's more likely than not that if you run into him in the house he's subvocalizing some kind of complex beat. I don't know...the same way I might be going over an inner monologue, he's just vibing, as we say..Any suggestions on how to suss out whether he would do well channeling this into something creative? The kid's only six. He's got more groove than the rest of us combined!
See if he responds to fast/complex or rhythmically forward music? A couple of the albums that really pulled me in when I got into this sort of music were u-ziq's Lunatic Harness and Aphex Twin's Richard D. James Album (the song "milkman" has some vulgar lyrics), and some stuff off of Aphex Twin's Drukqs (skip "Cock ver10," it's got some mildly amusing, but easily imitated vulgarity) like Mount St. Michel + Saint Michael's Mount. If you haven't listened to this sort of stuff it's a little left-field, but for me there was sort of a come to Jesus moment when I first heard 4, the first track on Richard D. James album, because the drum programming was almost perfectly aligned with what I'd been hearing in my head. This isn't intended as "a list of albums I like" but albums where my brain went "yeah, that's the stuff" when I first heard them.
You could maybe show the kid beatboxing videos, see if he's into that (there's tons of great competition footage, various talent TV shows, and more), but it's mostly down to supporting him if he goes for something, or maybe signing up for things if he seems interested and seeing if he takes to them after expressing an interest. My parents sort of followed me insofar as I needed their help/support for things as well. My mom bought me a guitar before I started making electronic music entirely on my own using free tools, for example.
I'll offer a little bit of caution as the music I suggested is, as mentioned, pretty left-field. I had a bit of a sound sensitivity when I was a kid, and some of these tracks ("Afx237 v3" and "inkey$") would've likely freaked me out because of some sonic aspects (inkey$ didn't sit right as an adult when I first heard it but I was/am kinda sensitive about sound), but they aren't offensive in any way. Unless otherwise noted, most of the stuff I recommended should be child-safe, and I noted any potential problems near the recommendation.
Wow! I started off with Original Nuttah, based on your first post, and before the drums kicked in he kind of quietly got up and started a dance, then when the drums hit, his face LIT UP. He kept dancing and drumming on his legs and even said a minute later: "I really love these drums."
I put on the first track of Richard D. James, and he kept a dance going, really liked the sped-up and slowed-down drum rolls. When I asked him what he thought, he was generally agreeable. And then that first out-of-time slowdown of 3-4 drum hits (?) made him really stop and take note.
We have a daily routine where he and his brother alternate days choosing a song to listen to during the 5 minute drive to school, and he said he wants more of this. So thank you, so, so much. Our next try will be hip hop dance lessons, and I'll keep introducing some of the things you suggested, while of course letting him pick.
Ha! Now it's been almost an hour and he is still grooving to himself.
BRO are you literally me??? This is so similar to my journey in music I actually thought I wrote this lmao. I always drum on things and make beats in my head and it grew into a love for jungle and other forms of electronic music and I started to make my own music when I was 18. Drum programming and writing bass lines is like therapy to me lol. Original Nuttah is such a banger and helped me discover a lot of that old school sound, Venetian Snares and Autechre also influenced a lot of my sound. A lot of contemporary artists in the hardcore scene like Thugwidow, Sewerslvt, Bakground, etc all add their own flavor to the genre and makes it feel so fresh despite how old/unpopular it is now.
Is there anywhere I can hear any of your music? It’s so hard finding other fans/artists in these genres, especially cause I’m American and these genres were never popular here.
I've got a soundcloud, but most of it is ambient and generative and textural stuff I fell into a bit later. I think there's like one jungle track up there that was a submission to Jungle Beat Battles, but I haven't had a submission there for the better part of a year because I keep forgetting to work on them, if you wanted to find like-minded folks.
And yeah, I've always had a hard time talking about this stuff because it's not exactly fringe, but it's not exactly big in the US. I jokingly refer to this as the stuff producers listen to, because every major name I know of has likely listened to some of those artists.
Pretty interesting stuff, I used to make a lot of ambient/drone tracks but I started to move more towards club songs. A lot of those tracks on that jungle beat battles page are really good, can't believe I haven't heard of it until now. Definitely feel you on the whole "producer music" thing, sometimes it seems more like there are more artists than casual listeners in these spaces lol.
Here's my soundcloud if your interested, haven't posted anything in a couple months cause I've been busy but I got a couple of tunes I want to release soon.
https://soundcloud.com/omnys
I have a web extending up to the first joint between a couple of my fingers, and similarly between a pair of my toes. Aside from slight inconvenience playing piano, it makes wearing gloves not really feasible. When needed, it's mittens for me.
Would you be willing to share a picture of your hand? I understand if you don't feel comfortable with that, so no pressure, but it sounds cool.
Oh, sure. I've had it long enough that I forget about it, but it was a great icebreaker when I was younger.
You could still use trigger mitts, if you need that index finger dexterity in the cold!
Hey there syndactyly sibling!
I was born with near complete syndactyly on the middle toes of each foot. I grew up with it for a while but had to have it surgically removed. The webbing wasn’t growing as fast as my toes, so it was pulling on them and causing them to curl under and putting me down the path towards becoming club-footed. The webbing is now gone, but I still have my curved toes and some pretty awesome scars that go almost halfway up my feet.
To this day, decades later, I don’t like the sensation of anything going between my middle toes. Despite the skin there being on the exterior, the sense of touch on that skin is all wrong. If I run my finger on the inside of one of my toes it feels like something is crawling under my skin — presumably because, for the beginning years of my life, that area was all under the web.
And before anyone asks, no, I will not be posting pictures of my feet.
Aww, no wikifeet.com/kfwyre entry for today. :( /s
This is now what the search results for my username look like. I blame you, cfabbro! 😤🤣
Whoa, that's bizarre. But it's also not the same results I see when searching for kfwyre on DDG, so some sort of personalization must be involved in that. If you search in incognito do you get the same results?
I think it might be location-based (DDG’s whole thing is that they don’t personalize, right?). I switched my VPN to a location in Canada, and it gave me different results, but when I switch it back to the US I get the same thing even in incognito/private tabs. I can get slightly different ones depending on which location in the US I choose.
I’m not going to simply give away pics of these one-of-a-kind puppies for free! I know how the internet works, so if y’all want to see my janky toes then y’all can pay me for the privilege. 😆
But are your willing to sell an NFT of the image so someone can say they own... uhh... the rights to right click and hit "save image as" (I don't understand what it actually means...) your one-of-a-kind toesies?!
I don't really understand NFTs either but if someone wants to pay me one of those big payouts I keep hearing about with NFTs, then I'm all
earsfeet.Ok, I'm joining the sleep trend.
I will often wake-up in the middle of the night and begin interacting with my surroundings as if I were still in my dream. In the past it has made of awkward situations with roommates (i.e. trying to climb out a window or shouting things), interesting one night stands, and more recently slightly embarrassing stories from my significant other. The most common thing to happen now is to wake up, realize I'm in bed with someone naked, assume the other person is the last person I was with in my dream, and try to stealthily get out of bed, put on underwear, and leave the room. I do this about once a month. I usually eventually get some cue that I am at home or in bed with my partner and go back to sleep and pretend nothing has happened. This started when I was traveling a lot of work (2-3 weeks a month) to places that were pretty unsafe (a lot of North Africa and the Middle East). I'm not sure if that has anything to do with it, but when I travel more I experience it more.
Funniest examples:
The first time I ever slept next to my current partner was on a camping trip before we were dating. I had just gotten back from a trip to Pakistan and when I woke up in my sleeping bag thought I was tied up in a tent somewhere. In trying to escape I lifted my lower half up vertically rotated 90 degrees and brought my legs down hard, right on top of her. I immediately realized what I had done, assumed normal sleep position, and pretended I hadn't done anything. She of course woke up, yelled "what the fuck!?!?!", and punched me. I explained poorly the next day.
On another trip we were staying at a friends house with a lofted second story. We were sleeping on the couch. In the middle of the night I looked up at the banister above us and said "do they know we're hiding here?" which fully freaked out my partner. I didn't respond when she ask what the fuck I was talking about.
Typing all this out solidifies what a good sport my partner is. She puts up with a lot.
I bet you guys have a great laugh about it afterwards :P
I sleep-do-stuff too, lots of laughs were had at my expense. I don't care, it makes me unique.
Sometimes it can be scary, but every first time I sleep with someone or in someone's home I warn them about it beforehand. Most people handle it pretty well.
We definitely laugh at the absurdity of it. Like you, I also enjoy telling stories about it.
Agreed, it can be awkward when folks don't know about it. I'm usually good at giving a heads up, but you never know. I think it was worse when I was dating or going out as a single person. I'm sure waking up to the person you brought home doing weird things in your room is not a fun experience. Some were good sports, others were less excited about it, haha.
Okay, here are a couple, though I might be able to go on and on:
I have a third nipple, and a fourth, and a fifth. All different stages, and all along my left "milk line." I always knew of the the third but didn't know what it was...my mother thought it was a burn mark from a dropped cigarette and thought she had blocked out the memory (she was always very upset that my dad would lie about smoking). But I realized this at age 30-something and then paid a little more attention and found the other two. Supposedly this makes me fey, which at least aligns with some other quirks I have.
The other that comes to mind right now is that I have always experienced acutely how alive trees are, if that makes sense. Of course, they actually are alive, but they feel as alive and hugely present to me as any animal would. I visit them, hang out with them, greet them, etc., especially the ones I am most connected to. Makes for interesting disagreements with family members about what landscaping is reasonable versus insane.
I was trying to think of something, and I took a break to take a sip from my drink… And yeah, I found my answer.
So two things related to drinking. I take a sip from both sides of a cup in particular. I always drink half of the drink from one side and the other half from the other. The only exception is eggnog, which I drink all from one side of the cup. I have no idea why I do this, I just do and always have for as long as I can remember.
Here’s another to do with drinking. In cutting back from straws, I’ve started drinking directly from the straw hole in a lid. So the cut part of a lid where a straw would go, I’ll just put my lips over that and drink it like a sippy-cup. I have a reusable straw, but bringing that with me is a chore. I know what I really should be cutting out is the cup at all, but I still love to get a drink whenever I’m out.
I really enjoy that feeling as well.
That's a very wholesome kind of weird. It's great.
If I’m wearing anything with strings, I twirl them around my thumb with my fingers. It’s really soothing haha.
I can crack the knuckles on my hands as many times in a row as I want, on command. I’ve met a few other people with this ability, so I don’t think it’s super uncommon, but it still messes with people who aren’t expecting it.
I have no fear of the dark, I'm pretty comfortable getting around without being able to see. And mirrors don't bother me at all. But for some reason I have a pretty low tolerance of mirrors in low light (not no light). Usually can't bring myself to look in them or at myself in them, pretty sure it's related to an old nightmare I used to have. At risk of oversharing, I occasionally wonder if that might be the remnants of some minor childhood trauma (as a kid, looked in a mirror immediately-post-face-surgery and didn't recognize the grim image looking back at me), but the memory's AWOL so I have no way of knowing. Pretty sure it's not, but is an interesting thought to entertain.
Mirrors in low light are just spooky, you don't know what's on the other side.
I have really vivid and weird dreams sometimes. Once I dreamed I was a twig, and I was walking down a corridor where all the other twigs lived in discarded soda cans. And then I got to a room at the end and there was like a big gyroscope thing, and I stepped into the gyroscope and grew into a big branch.
I can do some fun things with my eyes. I can make one of my eyes cross over while the other stares straight ahead, and then I can move them so they kinda 'ping pong'. I can also make my eyes shake left and right really quickly.
Finally, I have super skinny wrists and ankles, the smallest of everyone I've ever met (and asked to see the wrists/ankles of, which tbf isn't literally everyone I've met).
I can do the same! I was born with a pretty severe case of amblyopia (a lazy/wandering eye), so had to do physical therapy when I was young to correct it. For several hours every day, for about a year, a therapist ran me through all sorts of eye muscle control and eye dominance training exercises involving tennis balls on sticks and strings, often while wearing an eye patch. As a result of all that effort the amblyopia eventually went away, but I can also now make my eyes move completely independently of each other, a bit like a chameleon. :P
The only downside is that ever since then I sometimes get pretty intense migraines though, especially when my eyes are especially fatigued (which staring at a computer for 8+ hours a day contributes to). :(
Everyone is talking about sleep related stuff so……I have something called sleep Tourette’s. Basically at random when I’m sleeping my head will violently jerk into my pillow as if I’m head butting it. Except I always sleep on my sides so it’s the side of my head. This has been happening for years in random spurts. For the longest time I thought it was maybe a muscle spasm or related to a former neck injury. Turns out it’s just sleep Tourette’s. Sometimes it wakes me up, sometimes I can feel the head jerking in a dream, and sometimes it does it when I’m not even fully asleep yet.
Other weird things about me is I can’t feel anything from my right shoulder down to my right wrist, this only applies to the skin. If I were to get stabbed or something then I’ll still feel it, just not in the normal way. It’ll be a tingly numb stabby feeling.
Another thing that’s related to the former is that I get shocked a lot at random. If you’ve ever stuck your finger in a wall outlet, and gotten shocked, well it feels like that. I’ll feel pulses of what I can only describe as electric traveling through whatever body part sometimes. It’s a nerve issue so it doesn’t affect my muscles at all, but it does get annoying. I can also cause the shocking myself at will by touching certain spots. If I touch between my big toe and the next toe then it sends a shock up my leg and to my tail bone. So it’ll basically feel like someone is touching my butt when I’m touching my foot. The same goes for the back of my heel. If I touch my belly button then it feels like I’m touching the back of my neck. If I touch the back of my wrist then I feel pressure behind my eye. That’s all the places I can think of atm.
Lastly my ring finger on my right hand doesn’t really work. I have a piece of glass(now covered in bone) stuck in my palm. It’s weird, but I like to fidget with the ball of bone in my palm all the time.
When I'm anxious I twitch. Very often the right side of my face but it gets worse and spreads the more anxious I get. Sometimes I think I have control like I "decided" to move, although don't think I actually have much control.
Hey @mycketforvirrad, can you help me out? I forgot the question mark. Thanks!
One question mark, coming right up!
A normal human doesn't have an IQ of 200, and even if it were possible to measure an IQ up to 400, I'm kind of doubting you're the smartest person in the world to ever be tested.
Why would you pollute this thread with obvious lies? I can now never trust anything you say here.
By silly I meant non-serious, like "I have sex dreams with Eek! the Cat", not untruthful, such as "I literally am Eek! the Cat" :P
Silly or serious doesn't mean untrue. Truths can still be silly.
I had the raw data of my genetics test processed.
Apparently it's likely that I have an enlarged hippocampus and improved memory.
I do have a big head. And I have very good memory to the point where it sometimes gets me into socially awkward situations where I'll bump into a distant acquaintance, and they'll barely recall who I am while I can easily recall their name, how we met, and almost every fact about them and their lives that they told me.
It makes me appear creepy and obsessive about them. But I'm not! I don't even think about them after meeting them! I just have freakishly good memory! -__-