You can't help but keep looking at your clothing drawer. Why does everything have to be neat? One day it doesn't matter how messy it is, the next it needs to be spotless.
No one is going to see it. It's not like your clothes are on display, your just grabbing them to put them on. You sigh as you look through your perfectly coded drawers. Underwear on the left, socks on the right in the first drawer. Jeans on the left, tights on the right in the second drawer. Long sleeved shirts on the left, short sleeved shirts on the right in the third. All perfect. You go to close the drawer and one of the pants gets shifted and crinkled. Damnit now you have to reorganize that whole drawer again or it won't be right.
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No FicciónJust some experiences I've had with my OCD. I think this subject needs to be talked about more and I want people to know they aren't alone. Hope u enjoy!
