I’m not really sure how to explain it.. It’s like, let’s say I’m walking down the street, and there’s a guy that’s parking his car, but parking it the wrong way on the street. By me seeing him doing that, it could make me sick to my stomach, make me feel unclean, or make me want to maim him, because you know, he did something that he knew was wrong. The same thing can be said for maybe someone not rinsing their plate off before they put it in the sink, or someones shirt being on backwards. I’ve actually cried because the burner on my oven that I wanted to use wouldn’t work. (All the others worked perfectly, but not the one I wanted.)
Than there’s that odd numbers make me sick. Idk why, but they make me feel unclean and nauseated.
I also have a tendency to not be able to extinguish reality from my own dreams, thoughts, etc. There’s been numerous times when I convinced myself that I was someone else, or something else. If I decided to go on into a day dream about how I’m someone else or something, I could convince my mind that I’m that person if I go deep enough into the imagining. Sometimes I forget how to talk, or can’t understand what people are saying to me, because I just forget everything.
I can also blank out, (almost like meditating.) where I can put up a mental block around me and go into my mind and just.. sit there, I guess, unaware of anything going on around me.
Than there’s the sleeping problems. My sister gets scared at night because when I’m sleeping, she’ll claim I’m just staring at her like I want to eat her or something. (Lol. I laugh at her about this.) Than my friends have said I sit up and hold conversations with them, but in my sleep.
I think that’s it.. Besides just being basically weird, changing moods every few minutes and dancing around like a fairy at the bus station. Lol. I hope that kindof explains it.
I’m not really sure how to explain it.. It’s like, let’s say I’m walking down the street, and there’s a guy that’s parking his car, but parking it the wrong way on the street. By me seeing him doing that, it could make me sick to my stomach, make me feel unclean, or make me want to maim him, because you know, he did something that he knew was wrong. The same thing can be said for maybe someone not rinsing their plate off before they put it in the sink, or someones shirt being on backwards. I’ve actually cried because the burner on my oven that I wanted to use wouldn’t work. (All the others worked perfectly, but not the one I wanted.)
Than there’s that odd numbers make me sick. Idk why, but they make me feel unclean and nauseated.
I also have a tendency to not be able to extinguish reality from my own dreams, thoughts, etc. There’s been numerous times when I convinced myself that I was someone else, or something else. If I decided to go on into a day dream about how I’m someone else or something, I could convince my mind that I’m that person if I go deep enough into the imagining. Sometimes I forget how to talk, or can’t understand what people are saying to me, because I just forget everything.
I can also blank out, (almost like meditating.) where I can put up a mental block around me and go into my mind and just.. sit there, I guess, unaware of anything going on around me.
Than there’s the sleeping problems. My sister gets scared at night because when I’m sleeping, she’ll claim I’m just staring at her like I want to eat her or something. (Lol. I laugh at her about this.) Than my friends have said I sit up and hold conversations with them, but in my sleep.
I think that’s it.. Besides just being basically weird, changing moods every few minutes and dancing around like a fairy at the bus station. Lol. I hope that kindof explains it.
That’s not unstable. You’re just a neat freak. You have to have order in your life.
Which reminds me, why are you with Joshy? He’s one of the most disorganized people I know.
So I can answer for most when I say, no, they aren’t insane/crazy and ARE just saying it. Of course, being human, just about everyone has their little “things."
I’m not mentally unstable just phsycologically sound enough to function in society which in plain english means normal, and just being that in this shit load called life in crazy enough.
--- Don’t FUCK with my insanity I’ll warp your REALiTY