I started noticing I was behaving in an ‘abnormal’ way when I was 16, and lo behold it was this OCD bullshit. It wasn’t so bad then, it only affected me in the shower. No dirty thoughts please! That’s to say that I had to do everything twice (which isn’t so bad, considering the number got to seven at one point). It’s gotten worse over the years. Like I said before I have the unwanted, intrusive thoughts. One day my mum was cutting me a slice of cheese, when an ugly thought reared it’s head. I thought to myself “I hope he cuts herself.” What kind of daughter would wish that on her own mother, like I had no reason to think something like that, my mum’s the best mum I know. So you can see how totally intrusive that was. Abnornmal too. Guess what happened? She actually did cut herself. I think that incident has a lot to do with the fact that I just can’t not do my rituals, to kinda make everything right and prevent ugly things happening.