I don’t often bother talking to people about my sensory issues and my intolerance for daily living,
After all, everybody at some point feels too hot, or too cold. Everybody feels pain. Most people have a food they don’t like, or a smell, or a texture. And most people at one point have been failed by their senses and wished that they were more or less sensitive. But what nobody can really ever know, is how someone else experiences their environment, how someone else responds to and is affected by exactly the same stimulus.
Sometimes I need to explain, but I bite my tongue and proceed with caution. I’ve learned the hard way that some people will just hear ‘flaky’, or ‘overreacting’, or ‘awkward’, despite my best efforts to describe things.
Ok, so nobody likes it when the train is late. And nobody likes being shoved into the armpit of another passenger. Well imagine if disruption to your expected routine would ruin your whole day, and possibly your week? Or if having to talk to strangers (or the possibility of having to talk to strangers, or even being in the same space as strangers) made you so stressed you might not accomplish anything else that day?
I really do want to see you, but I really can’t take the train, not today.
© Catastraspie, 2014.