So, I have OCD.
If you've met me, it's not that hard to figure out.
If something's not even or symmetrical, I get all fidgety or I have a panic attack.
Not fun.
But I'm always at my grandparents house because my parents are always leaving me, my sister, and my twin brother there.
I think it's because they hate us.
I mean come on, no one has that many date nights.
But, anywho back to the point. OCD.
My grandma was painting a picture.
And guess what.
She painted an uneven amount of layers.
And what happened?
I freaked out.
I had a panic attack.
And my grandma was like: Calm down! Your overreacting!
And I'm like: BISH IM FREAKING THE FRICKITY FŪCK OUT HERE! HELP ME.
Another story.
A few summers ago, I was really into painting nails. Like painting designs on them and stuff.
But then things slowly started to bug me to the point where I would fidget and spazz around.
Like if I painted an uneven layer of nail polish, I would start to have trouble breathing, or I would run around the room and slap the floor.
Idk. I bet I looked ridiculous though.
But anyway, after that started happening, my mom took me to some doctor and they told us I had OCD. (They did a bunch of weird tests that I don't even want to talk about)
But it got to the point where if I saw a mistake on a vase, I would smash it.
But, I liked to do nails.
And my grandma always liked me doing her nails.
A little too much.
It got to the point where she would only invite us over so I could to her nails.
I don't know... I just wanted to share that.
(I'm not saying everyone who has OCD acts like this. I have OCD and this is just my personal experience with it.)
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