I've always arranged the glasses in the cabinet from tallest to shortest, left to right, back to front. Anytime I noticed they were out of order, I fixed them. It's just what I did. It was normal for me. Apparently it was an OCD symptom, which I'm now on meds for. Lately I've been letting them stay out of order for longer, a few days sometimes, until I get sick of it and fix them. Just a couple of days ago, I had to practically beg my dad to make me arrange them, because I felt like I was doing something wrong by leaving them, but I didn't feel the normal overwhelming urge to fix them. He said it was a good thing, that I was fighting it or something. Of course, I fixed them as soon as I heard that. The thing is, I don't want to fight it. I enjoy fixing things, putting things back the way they should be. That's me. That's the way I am. So when I don't do it like usual, I feel like I'm doing something wrong, that it's a bad thing to leave them there. I'm so confused. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, fix them like I think I should, or leave them like they think I should? I feel like I should know the answer, but I don't. I don't understand. What's wrong with me?
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Dangerous Mind
PoetryMy dark thoughts in the form of poems and short stories. Possible trigger warning, sorry. Current cover by @EveThePoet. Thanks :)
