What to do when you hate sounds (misophonia treatment)

How do you deal with sounds you hate?

Does anyone else want to destroy anything in front of you when a sound irritates you?

“Get over it” “just ignore it” “oh shut up” that’s all what I hear when I try to explain it to people. They don’t know what it’s like. Those triggers ruin my life

I can't deal with it, sometimes I even cry because of the sound

Anger is an understatement. It’s full on rage. What’s crazy is as soon as the threat is eliminated I’m perfectly fine. Just feel exhausted.

Anyone else want to scream or lash out at the person making trigger sounds, or just generally rage and smash stuff? I want to, but I don’t, I just bottle it up and go to my room where it’s quiet and just beat up my bed.

The person who makes the noise is someone i love its torture to be around them to the point i cry

It‘s good to see that I‘m not alone with this. Can we all make a country with quiet people please? :D

I’ve never felt so understood 😥 ...This is my first time hearing a professional talk about it and it’s so validating.

I can't even deal with the thought of exposure therapy.

The best thing I learned is I need to have headphones or earphones with me 100% of the time.

I love everyone in this comment section, I’m so glad someone finally understands my pain. I’m so used to mockery or lectures and they don’t realise how much these little noises affect my life.

This disorder is ruining my life... I write this now wiping tears from my eyes because I am so tired of living my life in pain and sadness and anxiousness. My family thinks I am crazy, I have to pretend I am somebody I am not in public so I can try and seem normal. I wear ear plugs 80% of the day. I'm always in my room..... When I come out of my room and I hear my dogs drinking water out of their water bowl it ticks off my misophonia so much I have to plug my ears with my fingers and my sister or mom asks me what I am doing and I lie and say my ears itch and I go back to my room and cry. I sleep a lot with ear plugs in to forget my pain. Sounds of dogs barking, people chewing, breathing, talking through walls, snoring, whistling, laughing, humming, clicking all seem to make me crazy. I don't want to live like this anymore. I want a cure for this. Life doesn't seem worth living.... I hate this. Please send hope. God bless everyone who deals with this disorder I love you and I know what you go through.

I usually get very upset and depressed and I feel like I can’t breathe sometimes. It gets to the point where I can’t be around anyone.

"If everyone heard sounds as intensely as you did, they would also get upset." This is honestly the hardest thing to internalise about misophonia. It's so hard to accept not everyone hears things the same way as you or that it's not your problem for being so sensitive.

The thing that annoys me the most is when people tell me "you just have to get used to sounds, or just ignore them." I have ADHD, OCD and Misophonia and it just makes me want to break something when someone tells me that.

When my father laughs in a particular way, or coughs, sneezes or yawns, it's very, very loud and it goes through my entire body and I literally want to smack him every time he does that. Or I just want to break anything that's in front of me! I'm the least violent person I know and I love my father so much! I hate this. He also does this thing since he has a new front tooth where he rubs his tongue over it very quickly so his jaw moves all the time, making him look crazy, and it makes me want to punch him too. I'm desperate. I just keep it to myself, or I just walk away. I want it to stop because he does nothing wrong! He's the sweetest person and just me wanting to literally attack him isn't healthy.

Anyone else get misophonia just as bad when they see someone make the sound, but they can’t hear it?

"Avoid triggering sounds" .. how clever -.- Too bad I dont have my own mansion in the middle of nowhere.

It started for me in the fourth grade. My teacher smacked her lips constantly, every time she spoke. I started counting how many times, I started plugging my ears and bracing for impact. Eventually, it was evident I had a problem, since I couldn’t handle eating with my family any more. And I had peers who would make my trigger noises to mock me, because I didn’t know how to keep to myself about it. Nobody understands. It makes me feel very alone. 23 years old now and still very little understanding.