25DOB | Day 10

"OCD"

Another twisted feature of Me. One I'm not so proud of and that'll probably be the reason I end up in an insane asylum.


I have OCD. It's not minor but then it's not crazy person severe. Either way I have it. How it happened really, I don't know. My dad always told me I had some sort of traumatic experience during my anal stage of development. That could be true and I won't deny that. But the thing I want to know what exactly happened or when exactly??

I'm always getting tripped out about different things. Like I hate when a stack of paper aren't filed nicely. When I'm buttering bread or putting a spread on something I have to have all of it covered. Like its an intricate process to make sure everything's covered lol.
One thing I did have really bad that's not as bad as it used to be was hand washing. I got in trouble at school for washing my hands too long. I don't like dirty hands. I just don't. I would find myself subconsciously washing my hands even if I didn't want to or that wasn't the reason.

I hate some filthy things like dirty fingernails and touching gross stuff without gloves. Oh I can go on and on!! I even used to alphabetized the cards in had in my wallet, books were alphabetized and stacked according to size, thickness and subject lol. The people at my last job got mad at me because I refined and alphabetized the patient folders XXDDD. It was cluttered and stacked wrong and just so fucked up—couldn't stand it! Drove me insane to look at that filing abomination from hell.

But yea there are times I get really creepy with it.

But I really don't give a damn. It's what makes me who I am. And I'm perfectly ok with that.


So if you ever see someone out and about correcting a stack of flyers—more than likely it's probably me =D.