I wake up at 0713. I rinse my mouth 3 times. I oil pull for 13 minutes and 31 seconds. I clean my teeth (brush, rinse, toothpick, rinse, brush, rinse, floss, rinse, brush, water floss). I shower. I make my bed. I make my breakfast (13 grams pecans *crushed and roasted*, 31 grams blueberries *sliced into thirds*, 39 grams grapes *sliced into ninths*, 69 grams yogurt). I brew my coffee (⅓ cup water, 1 teaspoon decaf coffee, 1 teaspoon raw sugar). I eat. I wait 31 minutes and 13 seconds before cleaning my teeth (brush, rinse, toothpick, rinse, brush, rinse, floss, rinse, brush, water floss). I write for 3 hours and 13 seconds (justify text, wordcount must be an odd number *preferably ending on 13 or 31 or 39 or 69*).
the OCD beast
turning sweet rituals to trap,
a wee note…
- this was my response to a Mental Health Awareness exercise,
which asked people living with obsessive compulsive disorder to “explain OCD in
a way a non-sufferer can easily understand”. We only had 15 minutes
to write a response, so this is not exactly complete--for instance, I
didn’t note that on not-so-good days, I must wash my hands (the knife and
cutting board, too) after handling each fruit, or that the corners of the bedsheet
must form 45-degree angles (I use a ruler), or that I can’t step in the
shower if the drain isn’t perfectly clean, (if I can’t avoid a not perfectly
clean drain, then I must shower with my eyes closed, shaking so violently that I’m
always afraid I might fall).
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #29: Little Rituals.