Having OCD is like being over caffeinated all the time and the devil is holding a gun to your head while yelling at you to fix everything wrong
because it makes you absolutely insane and trying to explain it to people just makes you sound fucking insane
like, yeah, I'm overly organized and clean because I have OCD but it's because (when I'm not on medication) the intrusive thoughts are like a bullet train on a loop telling me that if I don't stay organized people will hate me and I'll never find a girlfriend and I might as well just die because what's the point of anything at that point
