I must have been 8 or 9 when I realized that I was different. I liked to count stairs. But it wasn’t that I liked to count them. I HAD to count them. I asked my one friend if she counted them. “no,” she said. “maybe you’re just WEIRD.”
So, weird I was. Then it wasn’t just counting stairs, it was counting steps, counting cars, counting, well, anything I could count. I liked to count. I had to count.
As I got older I realized that if I tried to NOT count the stairs, I would have to go up or down them again. And count them. *shakes head* Fucking why????
The closet stuff started in middle school. I would “organize” my friends closets. They thought it was great (shit, some of them still do!) I LIKE to organize. It makes me feel happy and comfortable. From there it was more closet/clothes issues, key issues, alphabetizing issues. The list goes on and on.
It’s funny to me how some things have to be sooooo just the right way, but other things, my car for example, can be completey disarrayed and it don’t bother me.
I do embrace my OCD. I embrace being “weird”. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
nah! not weird at all…as i said to someone recently, it’s the rest of the world needs to catch up to us
Comment by anonymum — August 17, 2007 @ 4:02 pm
p.s welcome to the club by the way
didn’t think it would be too long before we saw a post….
Comment by anonymum — August 17, 2007 @ 4:08 pm
Aww MsReggie. I’m weird too. *hugs for you*
Comment by Red — August 17, 2007 @ 5:38 pm
Shit, everybody’s weird if you look closely enough.
(I have to count, too…and when I do, the result better be an even number or I will be so stressed until I can MAKE it an even number by counting something else to add to it… yeah… like I said, we’re all weird!)
Comment by Anastice — August 17, 2007 @ 9:22 pm
It’s good to embrace the madness (or the weirdness!)
Comment by observantbystander — August 18, 2007 @ 1:41 am
Ahhhh, the counting game. Good times! It takes all forms, eh? I’ve played that counting game. Count me in on the weirdness
So glad you are here too!
Comment by Bella — August 18, 2007 @ 1:19 pm
Heh I always counted steps, and I always started climbing them with the right foot, two at a time and ensured that somehow I would end with the right foot. (I even had patterns for how to tackle flights of odd numbered stairs, even numbered stairs that when taken in twos I had even number of steps to take, etc).
Comment by Hades — May 14, 2008 @ 2:49 am