I don’t know if it’s the tism or OCD but the tag on the blanket needs to always be at my feet, never near my head. And it must have the proper side up or it disturbs my Spirit. My brain makes the rules and they must be followed
Once upon a time I got this overwhelming urge to text a friend of mine. Just to ask how he was doing. I was in the middle of folding laundry and my gut told me this text absolutely cannot wait. Not one moment. Not until I'm done with the laundry which would have taken just a few minutes. The text had to go right now.
Turns out he had been moments away from committing suicide. He had everything ready. Important papers laid out. Note on the door instructing anyone who came looking to call the police and not enter the house themselves because his corpse is in there.
He changed his mind because I sent him a text. Just asking how he was doing. A little ramble how busy I had been lately and we should go get some coffee and catch up soon. He changed his mind because there was still one person on this earth who cared enough to ask how he was doing.
Remember to reach out to your friends. If your gut tells you must reach out, do it. You might end up saving a life with one simple text message.
The weird thing about reading so much as a child and gaining a huge vocabulary from that is I can't define a lot of the words I use, I just...know that they would fit correctly in a specific sentence? Does anyone else experience that?
My personality confuses people. I enjoy being alone, a lot, but I'm also outgoing and social. My environment dictates how I behave. Sometimes I'm quiet, sometimes I'm loud, sometimes I'm outspoken, sometimes I have nothing to say. I read the energy and i adjust.