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JasonF:
Okay, time for me to put in my $.02

I'm not OCD, but I dated a chick for 3 years who was, and has somewhat errie similiarities to the one in the comic. Seriously.

Here's our conversation the other night:


--- Quote ---Me: http://questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=521
Me: that comic made me think of you when I read it
Me: (the girl is OCD, hence the comment about icky sex)
Her: yes, I get it
Her: and she likes to win at scrabble
Me: oooh, I didn't think about that
Her: made me laugh
Her: good that I can laugh at myself
Her: I'd much rather kick ass at scrabble than have sex
--- End quote ---


So yeah, it's irrily similar. Even down to the "sex is dirty" stuff.

Except my chick was a redhead, but still.

AntiEntropy:
JasonF: Good for you for dating someone for three years who'd rather win at scrabble than have sex.

steever: Yes, "Rain Man" was different.  The person he's based off of (Kim Peek) is an autistic savant.  OCD often pops up with autism; no one knows why exactly.

Abe: The obsession may not be observable, but the compulsion almost always is.

est:
i think that i used to have mild OCD, but not really even the "Disorder" part as defined by Abe, as it didn't really impact my life negatively.  i had the crack thing, would worry and odd/even steps going somewhere, would have to take an even number of steps going up stairs, or would count the stairs as i went up them.  things needed to be tidy/evenly stacked.  spaghetti, pens & pencils, matches, toothpicks, whatever, they needed to be lined up properly.  i'd spend ages arranging my desk at school so that things were in line, or at right angles.

i was (and still am, i guess) obsessed with "truth" and logic.  loved logic puzzles, and would pull people up on semantical errors almost without thinking about it, because they made a "mistake".  some people interpreted this as me being a smart-ass, but it was more of a compulsion than anything else.  eg: my teacher was giving us a lecture about drugs.  he said something like "take a look around the class.  from the statistics, ten years from now one of you won't be here anymore".  i immediately rebutted with "but sir, none of us will be here anymore, we'll all have graduated".  as soon as i opened my mouth i knew it was the wrong thing to say, but i had to say it.

i am mostly over all of this, but sometimes in times of stress i'll revert back to things akin to this that i know are dumb.  stupid little things like making sure all my windows are lined up neatly when working in Access, even when they don't need to be.  things that help me feel more in control of myself when a deadline is looming and i feel like things are getting out of hand.  i'm not sure if this is a common theme, but i have a feeling that my little quirks are mostly compensations for feelings of things being out of my control.  i am kind of a control freak sometimes, especially when nervous, so little things like that give me the illusion of control and help me calm down.

Luke:
When I was young, I had lots of OCD-related obsessions, but lots of kids have them too. I've grown out of them.

My favorite one involved the tiles on our kitchen floor. Now, all the tiles are grey, but I would imagine that the tiles were checkerboarded, and that the tiles of only one of the colors were the ones I could step on. This developed into the rule that forwards or sideways, I had to skip one tile, but diagonally, I could step on any of them.


--- Quote from: est ---"take a look around the class. from the statistics, ten years from now one of you won't be here anymore"
--- End quote ---

He must not have had high hopes for his students passing his class. That's a stupid way to word that sentence anyway; he should've known better. That's the kind of sentence where I maybe wouldn't say anything (depending on the teacher), but I'd probably crack a smile.

est:
oh man, you just reminded me about tile patterns.  i would totally freak out over tile patterns on our front porch and in our bathroom and in my nan's bathroom, and over carpet patterns and so forth.  sometimes i'd sit and count (and recount) the tiles between everything to make sure that they were (still) even.

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