I am 62 and have had misophonia since I was 2. It started when I had to sit in a child seat on the back of my mums bike and I could hear the ticking sound of the wheel in the hub.
It then moved to food and eating sounds. And smells, they are a precursor to eating. I can't even look at a banana!
I also have issues with textures on my skin, my hands in particular. Pruny skin makes me want to vomit and tear my skin off. I cannot look at pruny skin. It made bathing my son really difficult when he loved to stay in the bath until his skin went pruny (I can barely write it, it affects me so badly).
I also don't like music, clicking pens, tapping sounds etc. I can hear someone outside laughing, probably drunk, right now, I want to go outside and kill her. It's been going on for half an hour.
The pandemic and working from home was the happiest work time I have ever experienced. No apple crunching, no Tupperware or yoghurt pot scraping, no coffee or banana smells, no pens clicking or keyboard hammering.
Weirdly, ( I have been reflecting on it tonight) and it rarely affects me if I've had alcohol, so eating out in restaurants is mostly fine (apart from background music).
With the exception of his pruny fingers and nail biting, my son's behaviour doesn't affect me. My mother on the other hand only has to pick up a cup and I feel nauseous.
I use loop ear plugs which help a bit. I've told my fellow office workers about it, hoping that they might cut up an apple before eating it. But they just think I'm weird (or at least they did until we recently did some training about neurodiversity and there was misophonia on the list! I actually burst out in tears when I saw it there. I knew that at last I could tell them and not be awkward about putting my ear buds in). My colleagues don't see me digging my fingernails into the fleshy bit under my thumb as I attempt to regulate myself and fight off the rage and disgust I feel when they open their stinky lunches. I rarely eat anything at work because of it.
Even some shapes give me the shudders when it comes to eating. I can eat apples cut up, tomatoes have to be sliced, I could not bite into a whole tomato because of its round shape and the sensation of it bursting into my mouth.
As I write I realise how much it has affected my life and I feel sad that it's taken until now to know that I'm not alone, or mad, or an angry person. It's affected my parenting, my relationships and my work. Because it extends to visual, kinaesthetic and olfactory cues it really does affect my life.
I did the quiz that the article links to and there is no doubt that this is real, self diagnosed or not.