i am neurotic.

If I ask someone to repeat something back to me, I have to speak in unison with their words to make sure I understand it correctly. If I don’t do it, I have to ask them to repeat it again.

I cannot stand when someone is walking directly behind me. I have to slow down and wait until they pass me or i feel like i’m being stalked. It is a lot worse when walking up the stairs.

When I was younger I would co-ordinate my breathing so that I would exhale if I was walking passed a person that I didn’t like or looked weird to me. I thought that by doing this that they would not be able to affect me in any way. I sometimes still catch myself doing it.

Whenever I say something I have to repeat the sentence back to myself in my head. I analyze the sentence and determine whether it came out the way I wanted it to come out. When this first started I would also mouth the words and sometimes say the whole sentence out-loud a second time.

When I am in an uncomfortable situation I start to write random words and sentences with my finger where ever I can, like my leg or on walls, or I’ll imagine them writing themselves out in my mind.

I hate it when a friend asks to borrow chapstick. It’s not that I’m a germaphobe, but I don’t like it when they try to be “germ conscious” and run my chapstick onto their finger before applying it to their lips, it really grosses me out. I would much rather them put it on their lips it directly.

I can’t wear hats. I’ve been told that I’m a hat person, and I like hats, but any time I go out into public wearing a hat I feel like I’m wearing a neon sign that says, “Look at me! I’m wearing a hat!” I even get embarrassed wearing them at baseball games, where I probably actually stand out because I’m the only one not wearing a hat.

Whenever I visit someone, I cannot even knock on the door unless I was given verbal permission by the owner to come. I was informed of a birthday party for a friend by a third party and was only able to leave the gift on the doorstop.

Whenever I let someone borrow a movie, I remember with great accuracy who has it. But somehow I can never ask for it back; I have some dvds that have been gone upwards of 3 years.

I can’t stand if someone wants to follow me somewhere in their car when we decide to go somewhere together. I want them to ride with me so that we don’t have to be alone. Even if it means that there is more mileage in the end.