I have a condition known as Synesthesia.
Some people have never heard of it.
If you're one of those - hereyago:
Synesthesia: A condition in which normally separate senses are not separate. Sight may mingle with sound, taste with touch, etc. The senses are cross-wired. For example, when a digit-color synesthete sees or just thinks of a number, the number appears with a color film over it. A given number's color never changes; it appears every time with the number. Synesthesia can take many forms. A synesthete may sense the taste of chicken as a pointed object. Other synesthetes hear colors. Still others may have several senses cross-wired.
(www.medterms.com)
I am a digit-colour synesthete, but I also experience the same with letters, days of the week and months.
I didn't even know it was a "condition" until last week. I'd always assumed that it was normal and that people who didn't designate their letters and numbers with colours and genders were weird.
Apparently I'm the weird one.
I read that synesthesia is hereditary and more common in women, so I called mum:
"Hey Mum, what colour is the number 3?"
"It's green. Why?"
"Just wondering... Hey, is it a boy or girl?"
"It's a boy."
'It's not, it's a girl. She's just a bit masculine."
"No, I'm pretty sure it's a boy"
So that answered that question.
Incase you're wondering what colours my numbers are, I've made you a very basic diagram.
Notice how 10 and 11, while both containing the number 1, aren't red?
Yeah... I have no idea why.
The numbers aren't mapped out the way I would imagine that they should be. That's a whole 'nother kettle of fish.
If you have any questions, I'm more than happy to answer them. I love to talk about myself - hence I have a blog!
2 comments:
I read an article in Frankie magazine about this condition a while back.
The girl in the article said her words/objects had flavours rather than colours.
Even people's names. She said she once knew someone who's name tasted like dog poo. She hated them, she doesn't know whether she hated THEM, or just the way their name tasted... :P
Her house tasted like fairy floss.
That's really cool!
When I was a kid I would occasionally have emotional reactions to the placement of numbers.
I would hate to see the number 435.
4 and 3 are both female and are both attracted to 5 (who is male and quite handsome). 5 is attracted to 4 (who is very elegant) and has no interest what so ever in 3 (who is a tad masculine and a little rough around the edges). It upset me to think that in that number placement 3 would probably find out that not only is 5 not interested in her, but that neither of them want her there. They would much rather be 45.
LOL. I wonder if this is how they write soap operas.
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