I've never been diagnosed or anything, but I do a lot of things. I count--a lot, like the number of tiles on the ceiling or the floor. I check things, like my alarm. I have to check it at least three times or until I feel secure that it's set. The stereo in my car has numbers for the volume. The number has to be even, but not 4 or 6 or ending in 4 or 6, or it has to be a multiple of 5. My things have to be in certain places facing a certain way and if someone moves one thing a quarter turn, it completely upsets my balance and I freak out. I can't help it. My sister used my deodorant and thought I wouldn't notice. She put in back in the same place and made it face the same way, but she put the lid on backwards and got deodorant on the outside of the container. I had to throw it away. I couldn't bring myself to use it. When I cook or do some kind of project, I can't have anyone mess with it or I can't finish it. I have to throw it away and start over because that person messed with what I was doing. And at work (I'm a wal-mart cashier), I have to have my register all set up the way I want it before I can really be productive. I notice that I do those things a lot more when I'm stressed and when I was sexually assualted--I do those things a lot more now. I see myself do those things and I can't stop doing them. I feel so anxious when I don't do them that I have to do them.
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