Sudden sensitivity to things around the neck, feels like choking

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Fingernail polish makes my finger tips feel like they're smothering and wearing parkas.
 
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lisab said:
Fingernail polish makes my finger tips feel like they're smothering and wearing parkas.
:smile:

I can sympathize with people feeling constricted by clothing although I don't.

I know after a good meal, I wish a was wearing elastic waisted pants. Oh, I am wearing elastic waisted pants. :blushing:
 


Evo said:
I can sympathize with people feeling constricted by clothing although I don't.

Same here. I have worn turtle necks that felt kind of annoyingly snug, but I think it was just a bad fit. Usually it doesn't bother me to wear turtle necks. Though, I do start to feel claustrophobic in winter coats...not because of the snugness, but the bulkiness. I just start feeling like the coat is constantly in the way and that I need more space to move.
 


Math Is Hard said:
I know, trib. It's extremely weird. I've tried to train myself out of it. I put on a shirt with a close collar and tell myself to relax, that nothing bad is happening, but then within seconds I start choking and almost rip it off in panic. When your sensations are telling you that you're in danger, it's so hard to get the reasoning systems to override.
I get that same feeling when I am around people smoking indoors. I think that stems from my dad locking the car doors, rolling up the windows and lighting up when I was a kid.
 


turbo-1 said:
I can never attend any public functions that would require fancy dress because I'd drop at the first exposure to strong fragrances.

Dear me, Turbo. My sympathy. I know what that is from a collegue. Also develloped with him on a later age. Whenever we're on shift with him we skip the odorizers. Most fortunately the room is very well A/C-ed.
 


The thing I hated most was when, as a child, my parents made me allow clowns at a parade paint my face. I hated the feeling of all that goop on me.