Talk:Queunliskanphobia/@comment-40.138.191.82-20171117121840

Oh my God, I am so relieved that there is a name for this.

I always thought I had something called mysophonia - hatred of a particular sound. I do. That would be listening to someone snort their boogers, clear their throat of their boogers or listening to boogers as it gets coughed up. This came from my childhood. My dad was utterly lacking in sensitivity and regularly displayed all of these things, even when we would tell him it was disgusting and grossed us out.

Today, my husband has allergies and won't take allergy medicine. We have allergy medicine, but unless I bitch at him, he just won't do it. So, in the mornings, I get to watch and listen while he is snorting and sniffing away, thinking it just doesn't bother me, or not caring much if it does. It is the most foul-looking sight - him contorting his cheek muscle so that he can get as much grab as he can at whatever booger he is trying to clear from his nostrils. Then he'll swallow. It makes me just utterly, unequivocally nauseated. It's even worse if he wants me to kiss him. Then, with my skeevishness around saliva, I feel terrible when I wipe my mouth.

I blame my dad.