All senses are heightened.
Voices are loud. They hurt my head.
Crowds are a big blur. I feel like I am drowning in them.
Lights - especially flashing ones- make me feel like I'm tripping. Or sometimes, like I can't breathe.
I wonder if this is how people with autism feel.
I've been a bit protected by these heightened senses in the last two months as I've mostly hunkered down in my Fortress of Solitude. Now, as I slowly start to integrate myself back into society (I am turning down lunch invitations but I have to go to work everyday), I find this part of grief makes it hard to function normally.
I can tell my sister she's talking too loud. I can't exactly tell my coworker.