I take meds for ocd. Without the meds my life is one long series of rituals. Doesn’t get rid of many of them though, just makes it managable. Touching things in multiples, counting peoples words as they speak, I have to stop walking on an even number. Lots of things with numbers. I fix pictures, move glasses, arrange my cupboards, dishes, clothes, shoes, books…you get the idea.

It also causes one to have weird thoughts, you never act on them but think how weird it feels to think about putting your hand in a fan every time you pass it. Thankfully the meds control that.

Not to be mean but if you have ocd it isn’t very fun or funny. It controls your every waking moment and can squeeze out all the good things in life with rituals that have no meaning.

Quirks outside of ocd, I have to have one foot out of the covers or I can’t sleep, the bed has to be made. I can’t sleep in a messy bed and the toilet paper must always go over.