Hello, friends,
I'm not going to research the term "vibration sensitivity" before I write about it. I want to hear and feel my own voice on the topic before I read about anyone else's experience.
I went to the movies this afternoon for the first time in 27 years. The seats in this movie theater had high backs -- which made no sense to me. This made it a strain to be able to view the bottom of the movie screen.
The soundtracks of advertisements-plus-movie had a deep bass tone and rumbled throughout my entire being. This wasn't the kind of ear-piercing, shrill tone that would cause me to hold my ears. It was simply cataclysmic sound.
By the time I had been in the movie theater for 45 minutes, I felt profoundly impacted on a physical level. My jaw felt stiff, I was beginning to get a headache, and it felt as though all the tumbling, crashing, and bashing in the movie had been happening to me.
It was a horrible movie of lewd scenes interspersed with ever-changing varieties of physical impact. I finally stood up and left.
As I walked outside into the summer sunshine, dazed, weakened, exhausted, head pounding, I had the insatiable desire to fall into bed.
That wasn't to be the case just then, but when I finally arrived home, I collapsed into my bed and slept for two hours. When I awoke, I still felt physically and emotionally devastated, as though -- metaphorically speaking -- someone had taken me apart, spilled me on the road somewhere, run over me, and left me there to suffer.
I would have to "bring it all together again" -- revive myself -- somehow.
I began with a cup of coffee and a few cookies, then went along for a car ride and some fresh air ... unusually cool fresh air for northwestern New Jersey in late June. The brisk air, and the lulling effect of being a passenger in a car, reset my equilibrium.
Now, I'm asking, "What was that horrible feeling occasioned by deep, bass sound accompanied by on-screen impact that left me feeling physically shattered?"
I don't yet have this answer. I just felt it was important to write about it.
Cheers!
~ Carolyn
I'm not going to research the term "vibration sensitivity" before I write about it. I want to hear and feel my own voice on the topic before I read about anyone else's experience.
I went to the movies this afternoon for the first time in 27 years. The seats in this movie theater had high backs -- which made no sense to me. This made it a strain to be able to view the bottom of the movie screen.
The soundtracks of advertisements-plus-movie had a deep bass tone and rumbled throughout my entire being. This wasn't the kind of ear-piercing, shrill tone that would cause me to hold my ears. It was simply cataclysmic sound.
By the time I had been in the movie theater for 45 minutes, I felt profoundly impacted on a physical level. My jaw felt stiff, I was beginning to get a headache, and it felt as though all the tumbling, crashing, and bashing in the movie had been happening to me.
It was a horrible movie of lewd scenes interspersed with ever-changing varieties of physical impact. I finally stood up and left.
As I walked outside into the summer sunshine, dazed, weakened, exhausted, head pounding, I had the insatiable desire to fall into bed.
That wasn't to be the case just then, but when I finally arrived home, I collapsed into my bed and slept for two hours. When I awoke, I still felt physically and emotionally devastated, as though -- metaphorically speaking -- someone had taken me apart, spilled me on the road somewhere, run over me, and left me there to suffer.
I would have to "bring it all together again" -- revive myself -- somehow.
I began with a cup of coffee and a few cookies, then went along for a car ride and some fresh air ... unusually cool fresh air for northwestern New Jersey in late June. The brisk air, and the lulling effect of being a passenger in a car, reset my equilibrium.
Now, I'm asking, "What was that horrible feeling occasioned by deep, bass sound accompanied by on-screen impact that left me feeling physically shattered?"
I don't yet have this answer. I just felt it was important to write about it.
Cheers!
~ Carolyn
