I’m trypophobic. It’s a rational response of fear or disgust to collections of small holes—lotus seed pods or honeycombs for example.

I would feel small bits of this as a child in relation to the bubbles in the suds in my bathtub and I thought I was strange. But it’s actually part of the body’s negative response to infection. It’s probably also why I am severely freaked out by pictures of skin infection or rash

I’m losing my voice right now. I sound like I smoked ten thousand cigarettes.

I’m better at Splat-a-Sloth when I’m high on promethazine, apparently.

Getting teardrops freaks me out. I always experience shortness of breath and I feel very faint and dizzy after I finally get them in.

I can make myself cry on command by singing “Funny Girl” or “My Man”.