Personal Narrative: Misophonia
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I kept reading the same sentence over and over again, fighting to keep my concentration. Convincing myself that it didn't bother me did no good, and neither did trying to block out the noise all together. As soon as I would focus in on the question at hand, another distracting noise would steal my attention. All I could think about was the burning anger that boiled in my chest, ignited by that same unbearable, repetitive, noise. At school, this is an everyday occurrence for me, and it doesn't end when I get home. About two years ago I discovered that I have a rare disorder called Misophonia, or “hatred of sound.” There is no cure, and the “treatments” available offer no real solution. Most people do not know that it exists, and some