Losing it
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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I worry about my sanity.
I always have to so this, without fail. If I don't do it in the right order I fear ridicule and shame? It's got so bad that I have to make sure that I do it every single day too, not a day can pass without me making sure that I follow exactly the same procedure. I don't know if it's OCD, or superstition (although effectively, I guess they are two sides of the same coint). But whatever it is, I know that it's something that my brain just won't let go of. I literally can't leave the house without doing it. I always have to put my socks on before my shoes.
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 10:05, 2 replies)
I always have to so this, without fail. If I don't do it in the right order I fear ridicule and shame? It's got so bad that I have to make sure that I do it every single day too, not a day can pass without me making sure that I follow exactly the same procedure. I don't know if it's OCD, or superstition (although effectively, I guess they are two sides of the same coint). But whatever it is, I know that it's something that my brain just won't let go of. I literally can't leave the house without doing it. I always have to put my socks on before my shoes.
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 10:05, 2 replies)
You're only truly mad if you have to do it the other way around when you take them off.
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 10:10, closed)
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 10:10, closed)
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