Oh the things we feel when we’re low. This week, I’ve had the lovely experience of experiencing a new feeling. I absolutely hate it. Well, I say it’s new, but it’s not, I’ve had it before but it’s been a few and far between feeling.
I have become uber sensitive to touch when I’m low. When something touches my skin, it feels like something is crawling under my skin and that sensation shoots all the way to my head. It’s not something I like one bit.
But, it gets worse.
There are two places were the sensitivity to touch thing is just unbearable, my hands and feet. I cannot handle my toes and fingers touching each other. Hands are easy enough to fix, I can just spread out my fingers and BAM! the problem is fixed. Toes are another story.
(Here comes a little history)
Because when I was little it was stressed that I always needed to have socks and/or shoes on my feet to protect them from getting injured, I’ve almost always worn something on them. Even to this day.
(Back to my story)
Shoes scrunch my toes together so I’ve been wandering around shoeless but even still clothed in socks. Socks confine my toes as well, so last night, seriously, no joke, I stripped shoes and socks and I went to church barefoot (as in stepped out of my car with no shoes) so that I could spread my toes out and they could not touch each other. I figured I’d rather risk a cut on my foot than feel this unbearable feeling that I feel when my toes are touching each other.
It’s intense, I really hope it’s a symptom/side effect that decides to disappear the way all other symptoms vanished for years and years.
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