Ok, this is probably going to be a long read, I don't know yet for sure, because I'm just going to write some crap that irritates me and that I just don't like.
First of all, I have to say that I have OCD ( Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) so, yeah, you can say I'm a little mentally ill or something, but I don't see myself that way. Why did I say that I have OCD? To be an attention whore? Ask yourself this, why the hell should I draw attention on a message board? Well, ok, it can be fun and all, but hey, who am I?
Ok, second of all, English is my third language, so if anyone's going to reply to my rant or something, don't bitch about my grammar or spelling.
I had a good day, I saw Batman Begins, and I really liked it. Then I came home. Because me and my mother aren't very welthy ( you can say we're poor), she took 2 guys in house, some foreigners who came here to work. One pays us every month about 225 Euros, and one does chores in and around the house. I agreed with that, because we really need that money, but here's the deal. My mother has to work very hard for money and crap, she has like 3 diffirent jobs, and it's been changing a lot lately, because we're also foreigners. It doesn't matter that we're already been here for 12 years, they still won't give my mother a decent job. And before you guys start bitching about how I don't have a job, I have, and I'm also paying the bills with her.
What irritates me is that my mother also likes to bitch a lot like me, lol, and an hour ago, I saw here doing some stuff in the room those 2 guys sleep, she was like, moving crap, so they had a better place to sleep in. I was pissed of by that because she always does that kind of crap, while it doesn't even have to be done. She's always moving stuff, and now she has some of her clothes in my room. As you already have read I have OCD, some weird form of it too. I am disgusted by my mother ( or is it the other way around? like, I can't stand her), in a way you all can't comprehend. Whenever I see her, I feel icky inside, like I want to puke, I want to scratch out my eyes ( not that she's ugly, I don't know actually, but a lot of people her age [ 54] said that she looked good). And whatever she touches, I can't touch, if I touch it by accident, I have to scratch of that piece of skin I touched it with. Like my hand just a second ago, i touched the chair she was sitting on, and I scraped my hand over the wall just to get rid of that fucked up feeling. And yes, if you're wondering I'm standing while I'm writing this, because I can't sit on the freaking chair because my mother has been sitting on it all night >_<
This OCD stuff has taken over my life. Everything filthy that I see, I can't stand or something, I have to sratch in my eyes ( really) to try to get that vision out my eyes. And i spit a lot too, like I have the bacteria in my mouth when I say a dead cat for example.
She's touched almost everything in my room, because of the stuff she's moved. This may sound funny to you, butt it's hell for me. I can't even breath normal because of her scent.
Alright, I've figured out that this topic is about me and OCD. No, I haven't been to a doctor about this, I just came to a conclsuion via reading articles on the internet, and no, I haven't told anything to my mother.
I'm doubting about the fact if I shall post this or not, but hey, I will because I've been typing this long.
I probably forgot about something, if so, I'll post that later.
Oh yeah, I'm 16, and no, I'm not suicidal, I enjoy life.
I know I can't typ good, have a nice day.
First of all, I have to say that I have OCD ( Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) so, yeah, you can say I'm a little mentally ill or something, but I don't see myself that way. Why did I say that I have OCD? To be an attention whore? Ask yourself this, why the hell should I draw attention on a message board? Well, ok, it can be fun and all, but hey, who am I?
Ok, second of all, English is my third language, so if anyone's going to reply to my rant or something, don't bitch about my grammar or spelling.
I had a good day, I saw Batman Begins, and I really liked it. Then I came home. Because me and my mother aren't very welthy ( you can say we're poor), she took 2 guys in house, some foreigners who came here to work. One pays us every month about 225 Euros, and one does chores in and around the house. I agreed with that, because we really need that money, but here's the deal. My mother has to work very hard for money and crap, she has like 3 diffirent jobs, and it's been changing a lot lately, because we're also foreigners. It doesn't matter that we're already been here for 12 years, they still won't give my mother a decent job. And before you guys start bitching about how I don't have a job, I have, and I'm also paying the bills with her.
What irritates me is that my mother also likes to bitch a lot like me, lol, and an hour ago, I saw here doing some stuff in the room those 2 guys sleep, she was like, moving crap, so they had a better place to sleep in. I was pissed of by that because she always does that kind of crap, while it doesn't even have to be done. She's always moving stuff, and now she has some of her clothes in my room. As you already have read I have OCD, some weird form of it too. I am disgusted by my mother ( or is it the other way around? like, I can't stand her), in a way you all can't comprehend. Whenever I see her, I feel icky inside, like I want to puke, I want to scratch out my eyes ( not that she's ugly, I don't know actually, but a lot of people her age [ 54] said that she looked good). And whatever she touches, I can't touch, if I touch it by accident, I have to scratch of that piece of skin I touched it with. Like my hand just a second ago, i touched the chair she was sitting on, and I scraped my hand over the wall just to get rid of that fucked up feeling. And yes, if you're wondering I'm standing while I'm writing this, because I can't sit on the freaking chair because my mother has been sitting on it all night >_<
This OCD stuff has taken over my life. Everything filthy that I see, I can't stand or something, I have to sratch in my eyes ( really) to try to get that vision out my eyes. And i spit a lot too, like I have the bacteria in my mouth when I say a dead cat for example.
She's touched almost everything in my room, because of the stuff she's moved. This may sound funny to you, butt it's hell for me. I can't even breath normal because of her scent.
Alright, I've figured out that this topic is about me and OCD. No, I haven't been to a doctor about this, I just came to a conclsuion via reading articles on the internet, and no, I haven't told anything to my mother.
I'm doubting about the fact if I shall post this or not, but hey, I will because I've been typing this long.
I probably forgot about something, if so, I'll post that later.
Oh yeah, I'm 16, and no, I'm not suicidal, I enjoy life.
I know I can't typ good, have a nice day.