Oh, but I love this.
The first time I saw her..
Everything in my head went quiet.All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared.
When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments.
Even in bed, I’m thinking:
Did I lock the doors? Yes.
Did I wash my…
“I’m Cleaning ‘Cause I’m OCD”
I’m not trying to go into grammatically correct pedantic bitch mode here, but it really irritates me when people say they’re ‘OCD’. Thing about what the letters stand for, morons:
Obsessive.
Compulsive.
Disorder.
‘I’m Obsessive Compulsive Disorder’ makes absolutely no sense whatsoever unless you’re the physical embodiment of the mental illness. In which case I’m sure there are many people who would really enjoy chasing you with flaming torches, or committing large acts of violence towards you.
If it’s actually the case that you’re an ordinary human and not a mental illness, please deter from describing yourself as OCD. That’s the same as me describing myself as ginger hair.
Basic lesson, you can HAVE OCD like you can HAVE ginger hair. As bigheaded and arrogant as you are you cannot BE the disease!!
Oh, and on another note…. I’m ginger hair. :)
