Any sort of collar on a shirt except surprisingly dress shirts. Also tags on shirts, but those are slowly disappearing so I'm getting the option to not buy tagged shirts.
I blame it on an itchy wool sweater I wore when I was a kid that is my earliest sense of the feeling.
Just talking/thinking about itchy collars can give me goosebumps!
Where do I even start? The one that affects me most is that I absolutely can't stand wearing any pants at all.
I hate the texture of all sorts of porridge and oatmeal with a flaming passion. Wearing a coat indoors for more than five seconds makes me want to punch something. When you're at a beach, come out of the water, and your feet are covered in sand. (bonus points if you're trying to put shoes on)
Sandpaper. Dry skin. Dry clay on my skin. A lot of plastic things. Body hair touching me. Dry lips. Sleeves that are too tight around the armpits. Neon colors. Those fucking bright lights that look like they're made for the purpose of blinding people. Flashing lights. The sound of people chewing or even swallowing loudly. Nearly all beeping sounds.
When you're at the beach or some body of water and the dirt, mud, or sand gets on your hands, you get out of the water and start to dry off. I despise the feeling when your hands dry out.
Microfiber towels sticking to dry skin on your hands like velcro. Soggy sandwich bread. The way cotton balls feel and sound when you pull them apart. Non-skid on bare feet. Wooden utensils or popsicle stick wood on my tongue. Being touched by dogs with wet beards. Trying to sleep in bed with dirty feet. Synthetic fragrances.
Unfortunately in the US people are OBSESSED with dogs. Everyone has one and so many people just leave them outside to bark and bark and bark and bark and bark and.... :/
This miiiiight not be a sensory thing, but here goes.
To me, everything has, like, a correct feeling it has to give before leaving it to rest. If not, it's a little too rough, or smooth, it just feels off. And I can keep feeling it after stopping touching it. And anytime I look at the object. I can feel it when I watch a movie or show and someone puts something down in some indescribably wrong way.
To be clear, this isn't a placement thing. Organization and whatnot don't matter, it's just like "Oh my foot just dragged forward on the carpet, that was weird and rough forward, now I have to do it backward to make it feel right," or "I just out that down and from the sound, I can tell it went down wrong. I gotta go adjust it." That loops until I get it just right, usually a process of 2-45 minutes.
The sound of a metal utensil squeaking against a plate. Nails on a chalkboard. Dry skin on dry paper. The smell of tobacco smoke. The sound of a modified or worn out muffler on a car or motorcycle. The tickle of a runny nose. The tickle of drops of sweat running down my face and back on a hot day.
The sound of styrofoam touching anything make my hair stand up. I hate the sound of a lot of fans and blowers so I wear noise canceling headphones when I can. In terms of touch, I loathe the feel of certain weaves of synthetic fabric. I don’t wear it but I have some blankets made of it so I handle those with gloves. (I bought them on accident.)
I hate things on my face. Glasses, masks, creams, etc. Covid mask requirements drove me crazy. Still followed them because I'm not an idiot or an asshole, but, boy was I always happy to get the fuck back to my car or home so I could remove it.
I also hate cacophonies. A single loud sound is annoying but not unbearable. Being in a crowded space where hundreds of people are talking, even at a normal volume, however, is maddening. I used to have recurring nightmares about people coming up to speak to me and when they opened their mouth, it was just that murmuring sound of a large crowd. Shit gives me the willies. 😬
Many many things! Notably though: having anything on my hands (I cook and bake by stocking paper towels and an empty sink and reminding myself constantly I can stop and wash at any time), anything too tight clothing wise (this is so much stuff it sucks), strong perfumes, the scent of peanut butter, feeling a glass that has not been cleaned (it feels ugly)
Not much, but I have nerve damage from injuries and surgeries that drive me nuts. I'd rather they be painful than the half numb, "wrong" feeling I get.