I'm so OCD it makes me want to burst out in tears sometimes. I share a small room with an older sibling who is incredibly messy and care-free. Candy wrappers and clothe litter his section of the floor, while cups and wrappers inhabit his desk. His bed is right next to him and is covered with computer gadgets and socks. He shoves them off at night and replaces them in the morning.
Under his bed is a different story. It is filled to the brim with old legos and toys and folded up desks. It's incredibly filthy.
Meanwhile my small area is as if it's straight out of heaven. It's 100% clean, but that's not relevant.
It literally hurts me, that's how OCD I am. I'm close to bursting out of tears all the time because of this. None of my family members listen to me, and we aren't moving anytime soon.
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