I have been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, and a little OCD (whatever a little is supposed to be).
I have a problem falling asleep sometimes, I sometimes have to get up and re-check the doors are all locked and the stove is off. I also worry abuot things being pligged in while not in use.
Then I lay down and cannot help listening for small noises, I joke around saying I can hear a mouse sneeze next door. So I wear ear plugs every night. I have tried to not wear them, but I keep getting up and checking on small noises. Even with earplugs, I can hear noises and get jumpy.
I guess it did aggravate the problem the fact that I was in Iraq for a year. I kept being surprised by loud blasts., and I hate sudden noises. Even though I was not afraid because I trusted God to take care of us, I got a little jumpy even when my neighbor slams the door. I still jump on similar noises. But that is different.
Again I try to go to sleep, and I find that my throat feels a little sticky, and I feel the need to swallow to get rid of the feeling, and it does not go away. Other times I feel the need to "crack my toes", I do it over and over, and it does not help. Other times I need to get up and find lotion because my feet feel so dry and rub on the sheets.
I also have a fear of napkins, which my friends actually think is pretty funny, they think it's cute. I hate the noise they make when they move or rub together, to me it's like "nails on the chalkboard"
Am I alone in this? I haven't even told the doctor all this.
I am on medication now, apparently I was medicated wrong, but it has worked so I rather not change, and my doctor agrees.
Thanks guys, I just wanted to vent and see if anyone understands.
I am focusing on finding a use for these feelings and all, since I watched Monk. I realized that while at work, it does help to be observant. I am an investigator, and it happens that I was able to spot "mistakes" in what were supposed to be crime scenes. I noticed inconsistencies, and therefor several were not even "breaking and entering" cases, just vandalism.
I loved being able to help people and put these little quirks I have been fighting for years, to good use.
Now I am back home and I am afraid because I am looking for a job and I am terrified that I will be asked if I am on medication. I can't lie!!! I just can't. can't help it.
I hope it all works out, I have another interview next week for the job I wanted.
Thanks for reading this.
Strawberry