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Six Things that Bother Me (But Probably Shouldn’t)

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1.       Regular Fitting Shoes


What other people call fitting, I call too small. Ever since I was allowed to pick out my own shoes, I’ve always bought them a full size or so too big for my feet. As you can imagine, I tripped a lot over my own shoes as a kid. It started out just being because my feet were so small that I bought bigger shoes, so they seem normal sized, but not it’s also become that I feel like my toes are smushed if my shoes are the “right” size.

2.       Shoes That Aren’t Tight Enough

This might seem contradicting to my last point but let me explain. I need the extra space for my toes, but I also need my shoes to be tight enough or my feet slide around in them. I’m incredibly sensitive about this actually--to where I don’t like to let other people touch my shoes in case they mess up how I keep the laces. This makes it difficult when I’m looking to buy slip-on shoes since you can’t really adjust the tightness. I pretty much just need my shoes to be a solid hug around my feet, while letting my toes free.

3.       Polka Dot Socks


I bought a set of some socks from Kohl’s about two years ago. It was a set of 4 ankle socks and they were a really good deal, so I got two packs. Long story short, these polka dot socks comprise the majority of my sock selection. Unfortunately, I found out that these socks do not work well in combination with my tight shoes, because it presses the pattern into my feet. I didn’t really notice it at first because the shoe pressure overpowered the sock feeling, but as soon as I take my shoes and socks off, the feeling of the sock imprints irritates me tremendously. On bad days, I can’t function for a few minutes until the feeling passes.


4.       Shirt Collars


I never had this issue until I got my back tattoo, but even now that it’s healed completely, certain shirt collars feel like sandpaper on my neck. If my collar is too tight or even the slightest bit rough, it feels like its got an eternal tag on the back or it’s choking me. It’s a shame, but I’ve had to stop wearing certain shirts because of this one.

5.       Notifications


Luckily, I don’t have many friends, so this isn’t a huge issue, or I’ll turn them off when it gets to be an issue, but anything more than two notifications within an hour will cause me to spiral into a panic. This isn’t even an exaggeration—ask Cass, he’s seen it happen about once every week for awhile now. What adds to it though, is when my notifications are off I stress that I’ve gotten something important and time-sensitive, but I’ll have missed the notification for it.

6.       Physical Contact

No, not everyone is okay with physical contact. It needs to be said, and it needs to be reinforced. If you see me panicking and try to touch my shoulder for comfort, my anxiety will shoot up even worse. It’s one thing if I’m familiar and comfortable with the person, but if I’m not, I can’t stand so much as a small brush in a crowd. I am very aware of my skin, and when things are touching my skin, it feels like it’s been magnified by a thousand and lingers for far longer than it should. So, I will repeat it again: Not everyone is okay with physical contact.

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