I scored a 32, sounds wrong. I'm just UNCOMFORTABLE WITH CHANGE.
Anyway.
Yes, I'm, confirmably mental. I've had debilitating OCD for years: I can remember the first instances around five years old - I used to brush my teeth upwards of ten times a day. I still do, whenever I'm anxious. Used to have little mantras for crossing the road, picking things up off the floor etc. When I lived in France for a year I used to get worried about the fridge door not being closed so I'd get up and rock the things back as far as possible to make sure it was closed. Still do it occasionally. Also, I can't have any noise at night when I'm sleeping (imagine THAT in University dorms with 23 other boys who just escaped from their parents for the first time) and if my hands are in any way dirty I cannot concentrate on what I am supposed to be doing. Cannot step on cracks in the pavement, can't walk over three drain covers in a row, have to catch any dandelion seeds in the air....
...the worst one is still the teeth brushing though. Thing is, I can control this if I want to, but honsetly, it makes me feel better.
And then there's Bipolar disorder. That one is amazingly fun. I can feel the low coming on like the sea at high tide, building slowly, rising into a black undulating sea of despair. At that point, the window begins looking like a terribly tempting option. Then comes the high, which basically turns me into Jim Carrey on caffeine. But I know everything I'm doing, just can't stop it. Like being a camera on the wall and cringing as I watch myself trying to run ten miles in ten minutes.