A Day in the Life of my OCD
It starts off all the same, every day she wakes up out of bed and she must make the bed because she can't stand the thought of it being out of order when I come back. She proceeds into the bathroom where everything is laid out in an organised fashion. She completes her morning routine everyday in the same order never changing. Nothing can ever step out of line for Marie, because it sets off a total dysfunction to her entire life. Her obsessive compulsive disorder is all she has ever known and seeing the way other people live without organization and no routine doesn't make her want to change her ways.
She doesn't understand the concept of being unorganized and how people can stand to have everything out of order. She proceeds her day at school, when she arrives to her locker she opens it and smiles the prefect organization makes her happy until no end. When she arrives in her first class she organises herself to be ready for the class, she's always the first one in and the last one out and that's just how it has to be for Marie. Class is enjoyable although the only thing that upsets her is the mess she constantly sees around her in all of her classmates although some of them are somewhat organized it's not organized enough for her standards. She deals with it day in and day out she takes on the stress of everyone else being unorganised and shoulders it.
Marie in no way has life easy; after class is done she proceeds on through her day, lunch, and dismissal, then back home. Once she's home she can relax in the confines of her organized room, it lifts the weight she has carried on her shoulders all day long, dealing with the voices that haunt her about her classmates unorganized bags and books. But this is just a life in the day of Marie.
