Nobody knows me here.
I am not mean person. I am generally a very nice person. Admittedly, I can be very sarcastic and a little bit of a smartass. But I am not a mean person.
I'm not an angry person either.
But for the past month that is all I have been, and nobody is willing to help me with it by maybe cleaning up after themselves once in a while. And giving me some privacy sometimes. That's really all I ask for, but I don't get it. And I think I'm going insane.
What nobody understands is that it's not my fault that I have OCD. It's not something I have control over, because if I did, I wouldn't be like this. I would never choose to be so angry. But nobody understands. At all. And I don't know how to make them. And even if I did, they don't try.
Honestly, I don't know what to do.
And soon I am going to have no friends.
And I'm so, so, so worn down.
I don't feel like myself anymore, and it sucks.