I watched 48hours last nite and it wuz about all these people with Obsessive compulsive disorders. it was so great. this one guy living in his bathroom for over two years cuz he doesn’t want to contaminate others. he constantly washes and rewashes his hands. this woman who can’t touch money, this other who can’t even touch her daughter. oh my.
this one guy who repeats movements, like touching his thumb to his pinky finger,
160, 380 times.
I use to have many OCD’s growing up, and it is also in my family. hrmm. i’ll probably get worse.
i use to have to touch every surface i walked past and it just didn’t feel rite if i missed something, and walking back to touch it meant that i had to touch all the other things i would be passing on my way back and whut if i missed something on THAT walk back, and forgot exactly whut thing i forgot to touch the first time around?
See, isn’t this fun ?!
I use to have to read EVERY word on a box of cereal, even the french part and the ingredients and all the symbols. that’s how i started grouping the letters together, to make the sentences odd or even, cuz i got bored with only reading every side of the cereal box.
I have it down to a science now, so, if yer talking to me, in my head i am dissecting every word you are saying and breaking it down, and then breaking it down agen to make it odd or even. if the sentence is odd, i never like that. that’s when i account ‘periods’ and apostrophys..and now, it’s branched off into syllables, too. I ‘tol my mother and it scared her. she thinks i think too much. meh. I even have whole words memorized, the amount of letters and syllables, dots on the ‘i’ everything.
sumtimes, if a sentence is too long and the person saying it is talking too fast, it screws up my system, and i can’t go on listenening in the conversation until i get over that sentence.
doctor, i’m ready now.
No one’s allowed to talk to me, look at me, make noises, fidget or do anything that involves, eating, and sound when i am watching TV or a movie or on the internet. no one is allowed to ask me questions, either. but, i am allowed to point out the obvious, make comments and ask others questions. of course. My OCD, my Rule. No one iz allowed to stand near me when i am looking at things like toys or cloze. if sumwun is in my personal space, i can’t hear myself think. Another OCD i notice is that i obsessively pick my nose when i know there is nothing left inside to dig for. I’m a wonderfuL persun to have around, really, i swear. k bye.