in psychology class today we were talking about disorders and we got to OCD and like 6 white girls said “i have that”
If I had a fucking dime for every time someone at my work says ‘I have OCD’ or ‘I’m a perfectionist.’ I wouldn’t have to work there.
No, bitch. No you don’t and no you’re not. Why is your life so shitty? Get yourself together, organize your problems, not just your make up bag.
As someone who has actually been diagnosed with OCD, this is my biggest pet peeve.
No, you don’t get to say you’re OCD because you like things neat.
OCD means you obsess over minute details because if you don’t do something, irrational fear takes over. If my towels had tags showing, I thought some disaster was going to come to my family and kill them. It’s fucking irrational and doesn’t make sense and takes over your life and causes you to have panic attacks and spend a ridiculous among of time “fixing” things. It’s not about liking things neat. Liking things neat doesn’t require you to go to Cognitive Behavior Therapy every few days so you can learn to control your mental illness and live normally.