Things That Shouldn’t Give Me Anxiety, But Do. Part 6, Items 13 - 14.
Pliers to my teeth
Sometimes my thoughts will wander into how awful it would be if someone took a pair of pliers to my teeth, snapping them in half, one by one. I don’t know why this visual pops into my head, but it does, and it’s so graphic and detailed that I can’t even type it out because it makes me want to sleep until there is a cure for Fucking Crazy.
Finding out I’m a psychopath
I cry during every movie where someone acheives something, so this is highly improbable, but I am often worried that my brain cannot process true emotion and everything I’m “feeling” is just me being a really good mimic. So good that I am tricking myself.
