My parents would make fun of me for this. I definitely don’t have any trauma as a result of this.

I try to explain to neurotypical people that when this happens, my mind, my consciousness, my entire ethereal person, is dragged into that foot. I am now that foot and that’s all there is to existence, this microscopic speck of potentially imaginary something. I will not exist again until it’s addressed.

literally feel this in my toes

Just came in from an attempt to get farm work done. Wrong socks in my wellies, they end up as a lumpy mass inside the wellies harassing my feet. I swear if I run around like this for too long it sets off the migraine.

I wear my socks inside out to reduce this