So my awesome family doctor (whom I love dearly) told me at my latest visit (Come to find out I probably have have Valley Fever, YIPPEE!) that when he first met me, I seemed neurotic to him-- but I'm better now.
For the love all that's blissful & holy! I laughed the entire trip home! (The things that man doesn't know! HA!)
On the flip side, he corrected himself, saying that he thinks he TOO is a bit neurotic. He has to do things in a certain way and that's just simply the way it has to be done.
It made me curious. (Yes. You should all be afraid.)
Dictionary.com defines neurosis as:
neu·ro·sis[noo-roh-sis, nyoo-] Show IPA–noun, plural -ses [-seez] Show IPA. Psychiatry .
a relatively mild personality disorder typified by excessive anxiety or indecision and a degree of social or interpersonal maladjustment.
Obsessive thoughts... "must write book, must write book, must write book" Check.
Compulsive acts... must write book, must write book, goddamn deadline, must write book. Check.
However, I do not have anxiety (OMG! MY DEADLINE'S LOOMING), nor indecision (Wait, should I say that?) nor any social or interpersonal maladjustment. (You all like me, right? RIGHT?)
But it makes me think that to one degree or another, we're all flippin' crazy.
The only difference is, are you my personal brand of crazy?
Well, I hope so, 'cause you're reading this and I love you for it.
Side note: try saying Coccidioidomycosis without giggling. I can't.