NekoIncardine has a hefty bit of SuperOCD. He ''cannot'' leave a place if his laptop is there unless it's at home - and his mood is significantly more sour the entire time he's out if that's the case (though not overwhelmingly so). Further, the laptop must be in ''exactly'' the right pocket in the backpack in question, with either the CD drive or the back up (as appropriate to the bag), and the AC adapter's cord fully wound up and slipped into an appropriate side pocket. He will actually put vital paperwork on top of his keyboard if he needs to be ''absolutely'' sure he brings it with him - it ''will'' work, without fail.

And he insists on evenly wearing his teeth. Precisely one half of the sandwich with one side, precisely the other half with the other. No exceptions. Balanced sandwiches only. Final Destination.

Games? must be in intended play order (older games first, games that just sucked go into the 'done' pile for sale or collectionkeeping). Then he self-subverts the trope by completely ignoring the order when actually playing - only to put it back precisely in its spot in the order. Is it wrong when a Troper goes ''out of their way'' to subvert a trope that could apply to them?

This was me as of almost nine years ago. To be specific, I was a horrible germophobe. Besides the stereotypical washing of hands for hours on end, I refused to touch most things and changed my clothes several times a day. Medication has helped immensely, though not so much that people can't tell I suffer from OCD. Nowadays, I focus more on things being ABSOLUTELY PERFECT. Symmetry is hugely important, and God help you if you pick something of mine up and put it back in the wrong position.

This troper once tried to smoothe out the air bubbles in a ''MILKSHAKE''.

I am OCD about things on the computer-I log onto all forums I am on, in the order I joined them. Anything I have opened in a smaller window, must be perfectly aligned with an advert I have on one forum I am on. Also as a child, my pens were organized in the colour of the rainbow, and I hated other people using them in case they messed them up-I still do that now sometimes, and still hate having people touch my stuff. My friend is very OCD, mostly to do with the neat order of her work at college-she is obsessed with those plastic wallet things to keep paper in.

Where to begin? Desks in classrooms should be aligned. The tables and chairs in the Starbucks must form a pattern, even if this troper has to move them herself. It is important to be silent at 11:11:11, 22:22:22, 12:34:56, and 1:23:45. Coins are to be stacked in order of shininess (shiniest at the top). Allowing errors in spelling, grammar, or punctuation to go uncorrected is difficult. Turning the radio off in the middle of a song is to be avoided, if possible.

ThisTroper has a very minor case of this. I can't help but count passing train cars when riding the subway.

I had and still retain an unhealthy amount of OCD habits. From not touching my nose with my right hand and stepping on small rugs an even number of times, all the way through washing hands after touching school equipment and avoiding opening certain books, to following strict patterns while making the bed, traveling, even ''thinking''... it's no wonder I have a hard time even going to sleep. And although I know it's stupid, I keep doing it.

This diagnosed troper doesn't have anything against people with REAL OCD, who have actual perfection-based anxiety. But she HATES this trope because it's THE ONLY FREAKIN' WAY PEOPLE WANT TO DEPICT OCD. There are other symptoms besides wanting order, you know. She admits to being a total slob when it comes to her room and folders and such. SCRUPULOUSITY, PEOPLE?

Sing it, sister. This also diagnosed troper and her brother both have OCD, but it's being trapped in specific thought patterns and beliefs and not cleanliness. However, this troper finds she takes a surprising level of comfort in a tidy room.

YES, this. My diagnosed sister is a slob; in fact, she feels most at ease sleeping in a messy bed, with the occasional used towels and clothes left on it. And she's not orderly at all, quite the opposite. It irks me how OCD is commonly portrayed as over-the-top perfectionism in the media, when there's really much more to it than that.

This Troper does not have diagnosed OCD. However, (First person now) I tend to obsess about the amount of space my programs take up on my home computer. I spend hours and HOURS picking out files that I don't need and deleting them. Happens when I feel that my Hard Drive is too cluttered and slowing the comp down. I also go to the task manager and end processes like SEAPORT.EXE that I don't need, and all background programs except antivirus are dutifully end-processed before I start doing anything else, like gaming or chatting online. (Back to 3rd Person)Surprisingly, this troper doesn't have any concept of tidiness when it comes to his room, and his dad regularly calls him out on it.

This Troper (Belfagor) has a quite heavy case of OCD. It is mainly about order, cleanliness, number 3, avoiding cracks, counting, clearing throat and checking if teeth are smooth. The obsessions, however, are much more disturbing and are the main cause behind my self-confidence issues.

This autistic troper has a thing about leaving the computer, monitor, or printer on if they're not in use, even if they're in sleep mode. It feels ''wrong''. Also, no sauces on any food item; no ketchup on fries, no peanut butter on celery, no whipped cream on milkshake; if they're there, they're RuinedForever.

This neurotypical troper agrees with you about the first thing. As for the second, I'm a little different: I can take mixed things as long as it doesn't contain hard boiled eggs or black beans. Or artificially colored ice cream. Or alcohol. Or soda. Or certain brands of orange juice and cereal...You get the point.

This Troper has this, /bad/. Things have to be even. If they aren't, she will make them even. Stepping on cracks is bad, which makes walking on tile floors difficult at times. Things that are at the top of something, or move to the up, feel wrong. It's the same with the right side. Things that are going down or to the left is good. If something goes up, it will bother her until she moves it down, etc.

If she turns clockwise on a swivel chair, she'll spin in at least one full circle counter-clockwise to 'fix' it. If she has to turn around, she'll turn all the way around counter-clockwise instead of turning a little to the right. If she walks on her right foot for a while and it starts to feel more tired than her left, she has to switch to walking on the left foot to balance them out. It's the same kind of thing with chewing.

She also has a few things related to the computer. The space-bar bothers her because it's moving the text/line to the right. When ending a sentence she ALWAYS puts two spaces, then erases the extra before continuing. With tabs, whatever tab she uses the most has to be all the way to the left. If she's going to close a tab, she has to move it all the way to the left, then click on the one all the way to the right, and click on them in order from right to left until she gets to the one she wants to close, then closes it. She also can't scroll up on a page, and will some times have to scroll all the way to the bottom before closing it.

If she's coming back to a tab after switching, she has to highlight a piece of the text above where she left off before continuing to write, moving down and to the left. If she closes all the programs, etc., she must do the same kind of thing to the desktop background. She has to select only a solid color, and move the mouse down and to the left as she does so, so that the arrow is hidden from view.

This Troper developed some very strong OCD over oil prices. Things really hit the fan in 2008 when oil hit $147 a barrel. Wasn't sleeping, eating, just totally loopy checking, checking, ''checking'' what they were doing every few seconds. It took him over a year to shake off the resulting depression. My obsessions are generally more abstract than cleanliness.

This troper has an annoying habit of having to brush her hair every five minutes. She keeps a hair brush next to her at all times, even when not going out anywhere. Just recently, she left her brush at home for the entire day while at work and went darn near crazy. Also, because of this, people think of her as "vain", even though she cannot help this.

This Troper has OCD that has gotten better over the years, but still strikes him. For example, volume on the TV or a radio has to be 0, 3, 5, 7, or if it has multiple digits, 0, 2, 3, 5, 7. Also, items have to be stacked from biggest item on the top to the smallest on the bottom, or else it feels like the small item will fly away (exceptions exist, such as with book, where it is the opposite (largest must be on the bottom)). Darker items must always be at the top, and lighter items at the bottom. This allows me to help balance it, actually (a small item can be on the top if it is a dark as hell colour, which helps 'weigh it down'). There are also the usual symmetry issues

This troper clinically has OCD and follows this to a fault. Originally she would just repeat certain things (like putting a video game into a console) because if she didn't she would feel horrible, and wash her hands all the time. Now she can't ''stand'' being around people who do the most remotely unhygienic things, she must have things a certain way, and she has more then a few tiks she fails to notice at times. She's also obsessed with a few things, but that's actually positive.

Said troper again. Now she refuses to touch most things outside of her house, if she can't clean her hands afterwords, and is always washing her feet, slippers, and hands.

This troper needs to count in a certain order,or else it makes her head spin and stare blankly into space.Whenever she is given coins,she must look at them in a way they create even number,then she adds odds .If she gets confused in this order, she will have to write everything down on a paper or else she sulks and won't be able to speak.That's why she hates maths but on the other hand, had good grades from logics.

This troper has always had a bit of an obession with symmetry. I've always chewed my food equally on both sides of my mouth, in the right pattern, before swallowing. I was afraid of wearing out my teeth unevenly, so I never let it bother me. Over the years, it's progressed to the point that just about any minor action one hand makes, the other has to mirror in one way or another. Switching my mouse from hand to hand every hour or so, cutting my food into even numbered bites and throwing away the odd numbers (things such as jujubes, or any kind of colored candy), and finally having progressed on to video games. I've always been a console gamer, but am now losing all enjoyment of the process. Unless I hit a corresponding button on the opposite side of the controller, I get increasingly uncomfortable. Of course, randomly hitting buttons on your control in the middle of multiplayer is a one way ticket to losing, so I can no longer play without damaging myself or feeling uncomfortable for hours. This troper, after 20 years of living with this, is finally being driven to seek professional help.

This troper had OCD as far as he can remember, but his obsessions were turned up to eleven when he fell in love with a girl one and a half years ago. Since then, he has countless (sometimes contradicting) compulsions which range from saying prayers to himself or writing them up on pieces of paper (even though he's agnostic), to making push-ups, biting himself, touching hot surfaces, touching his door knob in a certain way, counting imaginative way-points (especially in square rooms or on door knobs), counting the time differences between clocks, walking certain ways when he wants to get somewhere, and avoiding certain numbers (especially 13), among other things. However, he doesn't consider his OCD to be a big impairment in his life, but rather as some kind of strange "guiding hand" or as a consequence of having no really effective way of dealing with his high levels of oxytocin; he's sure that, when he finally gets his girl (so much about patience), his OCD will get much "better". This troper doesn't think that it's possible to separate his OCD from his love for this girl, so he doesn't even think about taking drugs against it or getting rid of it in any way. So yeah, to cut a short story long: He's happy the way things are. OCD is a part of his live. And love makes you batshit crazy.

This troper needs both sides of his body to be perfectly symmetrical. If he knocks one heel off a chair leg when standing up, he has to pause to knock the other heel in exactly the same way. If he steps on a crack with one foot he has to step on a similar-looking one with the exact same part of his other foot. It can get a lot more extreme and cumbersome than that too. He also has with turning 360 degrees and continuing on in the direction he started. If that ever happens he absolutely ''has'' to turn 360 degrees in the ''opposite'' direction before he can continue walking.

Oh my God, I finally found someone like me! I freak out if I feel like I'm asymmetrical. My surroundings don't mattter, but if I don't feel balanced, I can't think of anything else. I even catch myself correcting other people's clothing, not because I can't stop thinking about it, but because I'm so used to doing it to myself. Also the thing with knocking your heels (for instance). I'll even stop what I'm doing to, for instance, step down on a doorstep with my right foot in a certain way so it'll feel the same as my left foot. I thought I was alone with this!

Wow, I don't think I have actual OCD but I do have some OCD habits, some of which other people on this page have stated. When I was little, the 'step on a crack, break your mother's back' thing really got to me, so I always stepped over cracks on the sidewalk. Luckily I didn't really care when it came to small tiles. But then I noticed that I always stepped over them with my right foot and so my left foot felt lopsided, so I either took really huge steps over the cracks or bizzarely small ones (I got over that). I also ordered my markers in rainbow order but people would mess it up, which irritated me. If I have a cut or bruise on one side of my body, I always wish it was gone or I at least had it on the other side of my body too (if I do something minor like pinch my hand I usually pinch my other hand). I sometimes spend hours formatting tables in MS Word so they're nice and compact, along with other criteria. I don't like stopping something without finishing, such as watching a TV show or listening to a song, even if I've heard it a thousand times.

When I was little (5 year old or so), I was a nice handful of weirdness, being one of my best examples my obsession over why hand thumbs were so different from the rest of the fingers, being shorter, uglier and in a WRONG position. I spent YEARS wishing not only that the thumb were the same as the others, but for us to have other three fingers to accompany it (that's right, I was actually wishing for humanity to have eight fingers in each hand in the name of absolute symmetry). Nowadays I find it funny, but at the time it was SeriousBusiness.

This troper has a slight case of this. He feels compelled to alphabetize his collection of books, games, etc and can't stand it if they're out of said order. Also, leet drives him nuts! As such, he can NEVER bring himself to use it. ^_^ Another strange habit was avoiding the number 4.

This troper, so much that she actually gets ''too'' organized. Ignoring how messy my room and desk are, everything else is painfully organized, including my hand-written notes (they're a formal outline with dots and dashes after the lowercase Roman numerals), my backpack is crazily organized (separate cases for most of my pencils, my pens, and my color-marking equipment), and as a TA I almost re-organized a whole classroom. If bored, I start alphabetizing a lot of things and/or cleaning. I also have a habit of fixing people's hair if its sticking up at some point (my friend once decided to keep messing up his hair just to annoy me).

This troper had it bad as a little kid, but thought it was normal, and it was minor enough that she could hide it. Now as a teen, she still has it, but understands it, and has gotten over a lot of her old ticks. From her younger days, she still blinks in twos, and absolutely won't swallow while looking at something she deems unpleasant (as if she'd be swallowing the essence of whatever she was looking at or something). If she's chewing something and looks at something unpleasant, she'll spit it out because it is now "contaminated". Sometime's she'll re-do actions if her thoughts weren't "in order". Sometimes she'll argue in her mind, trying to convince herself that nothing bad will happen, even if she thinks of certain things. It's minor to the point that she can largely ignore it throughout the day, and she's never been diagnosed or needed medication. She's annoyed by how her OCD isn't even useful- at least if she was a compulsive cleaner she'd be more organized. But now that she's growing herself out of her OCD, maybe it'll be better.

She also has a thing against moving counter-clockwise and writing the letters 'I' and 'A'. Both lower case and upper case. The volume on the tv must be an even number. When adjusting headphone volume, she'll tap it up one level higher than she needs, then tap it that one step back down. She also '''hates''' touching things that aren't hers, especially fabric, as if they aren't clean or something.

This troper was diagnosed with both mild OCD and ADD at ten. Some of her habits have gone away in the last ten years, like insisting that all the colored plastic glasses be separated and lined up by color. Other's, such as handwashing, have just improved a lot. She used to get dry and cracked hands when younger, but that doesn't happen anymore. Most of her current traits are just quirks, such as refusing to put something in the microwave at a time that does not end in 0 or 5. Drives her crazy when her mother requests something be heated for '3:33.' She still refuses to physically touch anything deemed icky-such as most any form of cleaner(glass, wood, etc) or bleach, the kitchen sponge, or the handle of the cat box scooper-and will wear gloves while using any of those items. And then wash her hands after removing the gloves. She also REALLY hates being touched by people with wet hands, even if she knows its only water.

I would NOT be surprised if someone told me that I have the obsession-only form of OCD. I've never really had any tendency towards the typical outward compulsions-order, symmetry, numbers, germs, etc, have never really bothered me very much-but on the inside, hoooo. I swear I can't go five minutes without desperately wishing for some Brain Bleach. It's like the white elephant conundrum with all the worst thoughts you can possibly think of, all the time. It feeds into my social anxiety, because it gets worse when I'm around people, especially since I never really feel like my thoughts are private. I know people can't hear them, but damn does it feel like it. It also gets worse when I'm around or thinking of anything that I feel is sacred or should be *clean*. I'm not worried about germs, but I do have a major case of worrying about thought-contamination, which involves everything from freaking out at the thought of going to a memorial service and knowing that the bad thoughts would absolutely RUIN it, to having to make sure that thoughts about "bad" things (which can be just about anything, including just TV shows I don't like) don't touch the "good" things, or else the good things will get contaminated. Oh, and I could go on...it's never been diagnosed or anything, but damn does it drive me nuts.

I had something similar, and I guess still do. How I dealt is that I got a ring and told myself that as long as I had it on, all the bad thoughts "didn't count" and were canceled out by the ring. I know it's completely irrational and crazy, but damn if it doesn't really help me clear my mind. I practically lose it if I wake up and the ring's not on my finger though.

Oh boy, where to begin. I shampoo only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and these are the same days I shave, but not in the winter. In the shower, I'll always start with wetting my hair for 10 seconds (on shampoo days), then wetting each body part for specific amounts of time, then wetting my hair again for 10 seconds, then I shampoo, then I rinse my hair for 20 seconds and (now the everyday part starts) I repeat the routine, only reversed: body-hair-body, then soap and body rinse. I don't shower on the first and median day of each month (rounded up when necessary for the median), and these are the only days where I'll clip my nails: both hands and feet on the first, only hands on the median. After these days, I'll stop shaving until the following Friday (I pick up on the Monday after that). I also won't shower on days that are the same date as the month number (like, on July 7th). I used to have a compulsion not to step on black floor tiles, but I got over it. I'm also extremely particular in the order I'll play games and watch series, but I'll occasionally loophole my own rules and insert special clauses when I just really want to play or watch something. I do my laundry every 6 days, without fail, and what I wear on any given day is a direct function of that day's maximum forecast temperature, season, day of the week and time since last laundry.

This troper used to have some reasonably bad issues stemming from her OCD, and still has some of them. The ones she's mostly learned to deal with without freaking out are food touching on a plate (wouldn't eat it when she was a kid) and needing to remain in the same seat (she flipped out so bad during her elementary through high school years that she had to have an assigned seat on the bus just so no one would take her spot). One thing she's really thankful she doesn't do anymore is continuously count. When she was little, if she started counting, she couldn't stop until something made her lose my place. It was exceedingly frustrating, but she's noticed it doesn't really happen much anymore. She still has to keep her room in a meticulous order (not that it's clean or in any order than anyone else understands, but she know what piles are what and god help you if you touch them), she still STRONGLY prefers having the same seat at a table or in a classroom, and must meticulously organize her video game characters' inventories before proceeding in any game. While her need to make lists and notes has lessened (her sisters used to refuse to play barbies or legos because she would have to make full character and story work-ups before playing), she still has extensive, hand-written game notes for certain games and flips out if others use said notebooks for anything else (...like taking phone messages...lost a good Harvest Moon notebook to that...). Medication probably would have helped, but her mom didn't want it affecting her ability to think.

This troper on the autism spectrum always places the TV volume on a multiple of five. He also just finished cataloging and alphabetizing all of his movies and games and is going to start on books next.

Whenever I plan my team of Pokemon, not only must they cover a wide array of types, they must all be in different color groups. -_-' Lame, but I ''have'' to do it, and I'm getting a headache trying to figure out my Black and White team because whatever group I make ends up having two of the same color.

If it's viable for you (read: you're using Shoddy/PO), Shinies can help by giving you more options. Might not be so easy ingame, however...

I have OCD. Well, when I was in the first or second grade (I'm fourteen now), I got these thoughts of horrible things that would happen if I ate solid food. So I lived off of nutritional smoothies and applesauce for about seven or eight months. I went to the psychiatrist and got medicine and everything, but I stopped taking it after a while. It was pretty mild for a few years, but recently it is coming back. It sounds really silly, but when it is nighttime there is a lot of stuff that has to be just right. I have to shower going shampoo, conditioner, body wash, then I have to wear the right pajamas, and I have to go to bed between 11 and 12. Also my parents have to go out of town for like a day a lot for business, and I have to stay up and wait for them or else I think they will crash. There are some other things, like having to have facebook, tv tropes, then deviantart on my tabs everytime I am on the computer, but those are the worst ones. It sucks because sometimes I feel crazy or like a baby for having to do this stuff, and whenever I tell anyone about it, they laugh, make fun of me, or say, "you can't have OCD, you aren't a neat freak," which really bothers me.

I'm not sure if I have mild OCDobsessive-compulsive stuff doesn't noticeably screw up my life, and it being a serious problem is part of the diagnostic criteria, so I probably couldn't be diagnosed as having OCD even if I do technically have some form of it or Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder or what. (I've ruled out autism spectrum disorders because I don't usually have problems picking up on nonverbal communication.) But a lot of the time I ''act'' like this trope, lining things up and getting annoyed when other people mess up my patterns and being a neurotic perfectionist and the occasional bit of obsessive cleaning.a NeatFreak in only some ways. 'Clean' clutter is fine, but I can't tolerate organic messes, garbage lying around even if it's just wrappers, or clothes on the floor. I always want things to be ''even''. The thing is, many of the things I'd consider the most truly OCD-ish about myself are quite inconspicuous from the outside; things like how I absolutely cannot close a tab unless I'm finished reading it or have come to the conclusion (which takes multiple days of avoiding it) that I never will. (This is symptomatic of how it feels deeply wrong for me to leave any task half-completed.) I also have to use exactly the right word with exactly the right connotations to convey what I have in mind, because if I'm inaccurate then HERE COMES THE SHAME. And there's a bunch more stuff but this isn't really the place for it.

This troper has a problem with colors. Everything must be lined up in the way it appears in the rainbow, or at least form a gradient from one color to another. I always try to make sure my pencils are back in the correct order. When I was little, I had a tendency to take other kids marker sets and "fix" them, weather they wanted it or not.

This troper grew up with parents with Super OCD. Examples? My dad had to have the cans and boxes in the kitchen pantry perfectly arranged, with all the labels facing the same way and everything perfectly organized. He also used to insist on the dishes being put away in exactly the same way every time. He also had only one particular way of mowing the lawn that was acceptable, a way I had to learn before I started mowing the lawn. My mom was a stickler about tidiness and cleanliness and could spot a tiny fragment of paper -- no more than a square millimeter in size -- on the carpeted or tiled floor from about 100 feet. She always insisted on dusting and vacuuming being done in one exact way, and I learned her method before going on to doing any dusting or vacuuming. She also insisted on counting the cadence of her conversations in such a way that they always were multiples of ten. I have certain characteristics, such as always having to blow my nose on a tissue in one precise way (folding it in half lengthwise, then starting from one end before working my way to the other), putting dishes away in the same exact way every time, combing out my hair precisely the same number of times, timing myself as I brush my teeth or take a shower, etc. Still, I'm not as OCD as my parents were/are.

Military life encourages it's own brand of OCD, and if you're not prone to it, it will be disciplined into you. The longer you serve, the less likely you are to revert in civilian life. This is only as bad as it's impact on your friends and family, but because it's so justified while in the service, ex-servicemembers will continue to justify it as strongly even if it's making them a terror to be around.

Tropers/BTIsaac tends to get hysterical if his computer isn't functioning the exact way he intends it to. He tends to reboot whenever he loses count of how many seconds bootup takes, and verifies the contents of system folders after every single bootup. He also teds to verify the view settings of specific folders to see if any of them have been lost by accident. If something doesn't match up, he inevitably fixes it with the System Restore function. Which has a 1% chance of altering a setting it was not supposed to, causing further panic.

He also had a habit of counting the cracks in the sidewalk whenever he's walking, to make sure both of his legs step over the same number of approximately equal sized cracks. And pray you're not near when he steps over a particularly large crack.

And that's not mentioning the other oddities like always leaving the exact same way he came in, always trying to make sure he makes the same number of turns in both directions (sometimes turning 270 degrees left instead of 90 degrees right), and cracking his fingers on both hands the same number of times.

I have pretty bad co-OCD to generalized anxity (BTW I'm OCD/ADHD/Dyslexic). I obsessivly memorize things that interest me. I must have my phone or I freak out. I must know where my blaket is. I must know where my phone and lap top chargers are. I must have my lap top. I must have the ability to comunicate oraly. I must know who will be picking me up/driving me home and when. I walk to the right in bath rooms. I must touch things in serten orders. I can only get pircings in pairs of two. Etc, etc.

This troper is quite OCD over the news (no, not Fox News or other mainstream outlets).