If we have ever eaten a meal together, it's likely I've wanted to kill you. I suffer from a condition called misophonia, where small sounds such as eating, sniffing or clicking trigger an extreme reaction which to me, at least feels like a thousand tiny needles jabbing at my brain.
For years, I kept my Not Quite Right brain a secret from the world, ashamed of the fury I felt at people for chewing, slurping, sniffling, breathing, existing. It was at odds with the empathic version of myself I desperately wanted to portray.
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