Whenever I see a homeless person, I’m uncontrollably compelled to give them at least $10. It gets so bad that I’m reluctant to visit the city out of fear I’ll go broke. One time I had five or six of them following me to the ATM because I ran out of pocket money. I felt like the Gorton’s Fisherman being followed around by cats.
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Whenever I am throwing food away that has a wrapper or paper that it can be enclosed in such as a cheeseburger from a fast food place or popcorn in a bag, I have to re-wrap or close the food in the wrapper/bag. If I don’t I feel like someone homeless that’s scavenging for food will get mad at me for leaving it open.
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I like to read the newspaper whenever I’m out for lunch. After I’m done with lunch, I leave my newspaper nearby for someone else to read. I can’t look and see someone taking my free newspaper or else I get extremely possessive. I can’t even turn around once it’s left behind.
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This is an adult-onset neurosis. When I get mail asking for money for specific diseases or children with birth defects, I feel like I have to donate or I will die from that illness or my children will be born with horrific deformities. I am now on every charity list imaginable and now it is expanding to include helping women in all parts of the world so their circumstances don’t ever happen to me.
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