This has struck a chord!! I used to work in a shop which was underneath a hairdressers and about twice a day, they put their washing machine on. When it spun ...
it was awful and several times I had to run out into the street just to get away from it. Lorries outside with their engines idling over as well, just shot my nerves to shreds. I think it is definitely linked to anxiety. At church, we have taped music and sometimes certain notes go right through me, they seem to interfere with my insides which then go all shuegly (that's a great Scots word, means sort of unsteady).
And this is me who has always loved music loud and fast
Big punk fan. Best band in the world? Green Day, and yet now there are days when I think, no, let's put on Radio 4 and listen to Womens' Hour.