I never thought number obsessions were OCD..I just though I liked being 'even'. I make conscious efforts to be 'even'. However, on the flip side, if I can't manage it for some reason it isn't the end of the world.
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How does OCD start off?
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When I clean or organize something it HAS to be perfect. or when I play a video game I had to do EVERY little thing I can before I stop playing it. Even if it gets boring.... I think thats OCD. My friend has to have the t.v. volume on an even number when watching t.v. =P
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I dont think I really have it that bad, its a pain in the ass osmetimes, but doeesnt rule my entire life.its a small pain. When I go out shit liek steps dont matter, unless its stairs, then I jsut have to count them.It shows in my work too, all my shit is perfect, I did a roof last fall, 4 courses down I found a mistake, so I had to take off all the shingles to get back to the mistake and fix it, I do siding its within an 1/8th of an inch all the way around the house at every corner, it takes some extra time to do to tight specs, but my shit looks better than anyone elses. If a put in a screw and the head gets fucked up from the drill bit, I have to take it out and replace it with a new one so it looks right. Iv built walls, even though noones ever going to see the wood inside the walls it has to be right, it HAS to be 90 degrees and right angles or perfectly mitered angles on other shit, even if noone ever sees it I know its there and it eats at me.It all causes minor shit but so far none of it has ruined my life, there are many people worse off than I am, washing hand so much they wash off skin, having to wera surgical gloves and fucking masks to go out in public, having a shit fit over spilled salt, what ever, my annoyances are minor, it stalls my life sometimes, but never makes it so I have a lack of one.
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Well it's not the end of the world for me either, and it's only in specific places that I count my steps (I don't know why, but that's just how it is for me). Just like Chance said, it's not something that controls every part of my life and there are people out there who are a whole lot worse off than I am. I just happen to like having clean hands, eating triangle sandwiches, and making lists... I'm only a little unhinged, honest! lol
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I used to count steps , although now i go to a school where there is too many steps to even make me think about counting , i know there is around 200 just to get onto the campus alone and then the school has 7 floors and there are sooooo many routes so this kind of stopped me.I think its because my school is too cheap to provide proper P.E. classes so they use this as some kind of physical element which you are forced to climb up and down everyday!!!Chips with a knife and fork too ? you wouldn't be very good in India !
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Chips, frys, shit like that I eat with my hand, but never the end where I touched them. triangle shaped chips are great, I can grab a corner, stick it in my mouth and bite down breaking it off and leaving the touched part of the chip in my fingers, This if Im at home I normally give to my dog, as she doesnt give a rats ass where food has been, same with frys, cookies, all that sort of shit.
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Quote:Chips, frys, shit like that I eat with my hand, but never the end where I touched them. I seriously thought that I was the only person who did that!! I don't do it with cookies or chips, but I do do it with fries. My family has made fun of me for years because I'll pick up a french fry and bite it off right above my fingers and toss the end I'm holding into a napkin to be thrown away when I'm done eating. I just can't bring myself to eat it...
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See, I think I don't have really bad quirks because I like to fuck stuff up. Like, for instance, if there's a field of untouched snow, and it's all perfect and beautiful, I like to walk through it. Or, if a dog is just laying on the ground, sleeping, I like to wake it up and spaz it out, and then once it's all freaked out, I make it go back to bed again. Or, if I do the even-numbers thing, I purposely drive myself crazy by putting it on an odd number (and not an odd number that's a multiple of three, either, haha... 13 is waay worse than 15 or 9). Or if I've been driving the same way to school and back, I'll randomly go a different way... Maybe it's like reverse OCD or something.
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You guys are amusing. LOL