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Some days, I wish I was deaf I wish I couldn't hear So that people could make their routine sounds And my mind would stay clear 'Misophonia' they call it It's driving me insane A hum, a chew, a noise Replaying in my brain I can't abide people Because they'll make a sound And just like that my good mood Crashes to the ground Misophonia, they call it Misophonia, I hate my ears They pick up every single noise I wish I couldn't hear Misophonia, literally “hatred of sound”, is a form of decreased sound tolerance. It is believed[1] to be a neurological disorder characterized by negative experiences resulting only from specific sounds, whether loud or soft.
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 2:11 PM UTC
Misophonia
Some days, I wish I was deaf I wish I couldn't hear So that people could make their routine sounds And my mind would stay clear 'Misophonia' they call it It's driving me insane A hum, a chew, a noise Replaying in my brain I can't abide people Because they'll make a sound And just like that my good mood Crashes to the ground Misophonia, they call it Misophonia, I hate my ears They pick up every single noise I wish I couldn't hear Misophonia, literally “hatred of sound”, is a form of decreased sound tolerance. It is believed[1] to be a neurological disorder characterized by negative experiences resulting only from specific sounds, whether loud or soft.
Made for Misophonia awareness. I have misophonia, most people don't take it seriously but it really hinders my everyday life.
QSaint
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 2:11 PM UTC
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