For some, it might feel as though their mind is mimicking the physical act of writing the word, a phenomenon known as motor imagery. “Some might notice typing words on a phone or a computer keyboard,” says Price.
I have this, really interesting to know there is a term for it. Actually, “had” is more accurate, as it slowly diminished over the years and has essentially gone away now, probably stopped happening in my mid 20s or so. Sometimes it was handwriting, but usually QWERTY keyboard typing or even T9 dumbphone typing.
Also experienced other mild forms of synaesthesia too, but those are gone now as well. Kinda miss it sometimes. Being a kid was kinda magical.
Fellow synaesthete here but color grapheme, not the type of the article. May I ask what’s your approx age now? I’ve also noticed a mild decline in my own, but it’s still there. I’m in my mid 30s.
I’m early 30s now. Interesting yours is still there. I also previously experienced color grapheme synaesthesia (more specifically just numbers which were coloured) but that went away by the time I was about 12.
Wait… So it’s not just because I have an affinity for language?
Also: Other people see text in their mind like that? I thought that was just my own quirk.
This is so cool! Is it like you’re imagining the text, or can you literally see it?
What about words that are muffled or too quiet?
How does it feel/look like when you’re in an area that’s packed with people? (Thank you in advance!)
It’s like a mental HUD. Sometimes there’s even an internal monologue like the enclopedia checks in Disco Elysium; though it’s my voice, not that cool narrator’s voice.
Cool superpower!
What does the text look like for you?
Like military time or a count down or is it colon separated?
How long have you had this?
Is that… a countdown to the next holiday?
14 point Times New Roman font (or, well, at least a font with sarifs) above or below whatever I’m looking at, giving the name of and a short description of the thing, or what words I am hearing being spoken.
this is the killer app for smart glasses for me
Damn, where do I sign up?
Oh shit, it’s me, I’m bitches.