A sad soul can kill you quicker, far quicker, than a germ.
Harold and Gerald are in the bathroom and of course I notice that neither of them use soap to wash their hands.
I mean they’re a fucking cartoon and it still annoys me.
I have issues.
But when I go into the bathroom in my house and its disgusting looking, I can’t take it. Why doesn’t anyone one in my family clean up after themselves or put the toilet seat down. Why do I have to be tortured in my own home.
The ones that I am the most afraid of are STDS. I feel like if I were to get an std then no one would want to be with me. Especially the ones that can’t be cured like HIV. I also have an irrational fear that I will get one from someone just touching me.
Today I had to change:
If I feel that something gets too dirty I need to take it off.
The withdrawal from my meds has made me really dizzy, I almost fainted today, and now I’m terrified that I will faint in the shower at my dorm. If that happened I would hyperventilate to death.
Too many people, too many germs.