Well, since the last chapter must have seemed like a downer I'm going to make up for it by writing about....... my love life.
If it bores you then you can move on to the next chapter if not then feel free to keep reading. Hopefully, I won't sound like a stereotypical lovesick teenager from those Saturday morning cartoon shows.
I've have had long distance relationships, but they all ended terribly. I was kissed on the lips while in middle school, but that doesn't really count. When people asked me if I ever been kissed or if I ever had sex they're shocked when I say no. I believe that marriage before sex is a great thing. Plus I'm absolutely terrified of catching something.
I only asked a girl out once in my lifetime, not including high school, which during that time they were utter failures. To me, the real dating game begins when you become 18, but for those whose relationship has lasted longer than high school is fantastic.
While I was in high school my awkward phase was still at its peak. There are still times where I look back and cringe at how awkward or weird I came off to be. I was the nerd who would check out books on ghost stories, mythology, science, history, and all sorts of other things. My friends would tell me things like, "Instead of getting a book you need to get a girl," and I say, "Nah I'm good."
That's not to say that I was a robot during high school, I had short crushes, long crushes, and a few.... Casanova moments. Reader, if you hadn't cringed at that then you must be feeling sorry for me.
Other than that! There was apparently only one crush that read me like a book. She was pale, always had her hair dyed and was pretty much a goth. She also had the most beautiful brown eyes that would glow when the sun hit them just right. It was a sight that could probably melt the ice off of any man's heart.
And truth be told I never saw her again after a few months after Summer vacation. But we all had those moments during high school were we had crushes and awkward phases.
Does the OCD have any effect on my love life?
Yes, it does. The intrusive thoughts are just unbearable, and when I have to tell a girl about it, she might immediately think of Monk or me being a clean freak. To this day, I fear that I might leave a wrong impression on someone, not just when it comes romance but for all aspects of life.
As time went on I learned to just keep my searching eyes closed a bit and if a woman comes then a woman comes.
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The Mind of Jared Lee
Non-FictionThis is a part of my life story of how I came to be. But most importantly it focuses on me having OCD and what I have to deal with. It might sound like a rant or it might sound heart-warming, but most of all I hope that it helps others overcome thei...
