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Tuesday, June 3rd 2008

9:04 PM (93 days, 18h, 36min ago)

I am neurotic...

I am neurotic...

The other day, Im aimlessly stumbling through the net... and I hit this page... iamneurotic.com

When I got down a number of entries and saw it described a quirk someone I know has, I was unable to resist and I read him the passage immediately, including a bit of light mock"age".  He laughed in return, made some comment about how he is comfortable in his skin and quickly moved on... but I was mesmerized.  Anyone that knows me well, knows I have a keen interest in mental illness, all aspects of it from treatments to symptoms, from social stigmas to usual neuroses and extreme skills that are a result of them.  

Of course, the mocking came back to bite me in the ass pretty promptly.  I can not say I am surprised.
I usually consider myself fairly laid back and easy going, but truth is, I embrace my inner "freak", and like many others (regardless of mental diagnosis or issues), have minor neurosis.  What was so amusing was the fact that I could seriously relate to a number of the ones I read.  

So here are a few...

While my home is generally very undisorganized, certain items in the house need to be ordered in a specific way.   Examples... For my art supplies, my paints have to be stored in order of colour wheel, my beads have to also be sorted by colour families. In the kitchen, spices need to be kept in alphabetical order,  the plastic cooking utensils have to be keep in the drawer, and the stainless ones on the rack.  If someone puts the plastic ones on the metal rack I have to move it back into the drawer.  Kitchen or bathroom towels need to be folded in thirds before hanging on the rack and if there are more than one, the lengths need to match.  A dinning table chair must always be pushed in tight and squared otherwise the world as we know it will cease to exist.

Here are a few more of my "weird" ones... (Im sure there are more... )

I always eat corn on the cob one row at a time, which basically pops the kernels off the cob instead of biting through them.  The looks of a messy cob left over by ppl that bite into many rows and leave lots of corn behind is unsightly and a bit unnerving to me.

I mentally count other peoples alcoholic drinks.  It's a total compulsion which I have tried to stop it but I cant seem to and just knowing that I do it drives a few of my friends nuts.

I can not stand the feel of Popsicle sticks in my hand.  When eating a frozen treat, I take off the wrapper and cover the stick so I can handle it without getting totally wigged out.

I don't like other people touching my blanket.  I feel as if they are sucking all the aura of goodness/comfort/magic out of it.  

Yep, I am a freak...

Come on, you are too...

Leave a comment, be brave... and tell me the neurotic things you do.
1 commented....

Posted by Rosco:

I don't have many, but:

I have to leave my plate clean, unless there's just too much food to finish. I will lick up any bits left over. This is the main reason I rarely have sauce or gravy on my dinner.

I must have breakfast. Even if I have it at 5pm. I feel like shit if I don't. It's usually 2 pieces of toast, cold with butter & vegemite, and a mug of milo.

At home I never choose "save my password" when I'm on the internet. I guess I don't trust my computer to keep it secret.

That's all I can think of right now...
Thursday, June 5th 2008 @ 3:42 AM (92 days, 11h, 59min ago)

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