Since I mentioned/alluded to it briefly in another post in another thread I should probably finally get around to saying this here...
Actually I've been meaning to post this WTF for probably at least a few months now, at least. It's just, I'm not entirely sure how or what I feel about it, so it's kind of hard to put into words and usually when the idea of posting about it occurred to me I shoved it aside 'cause too much thinking was involved.
Anyway: after years of referring to myself as being obsessive-compulsive and always having to append a mumbled disclaimer of "well, y'know, not
diagnosed or anything, but it's quite clear nonetheless", (or more likely just not talking about it) it turns out I actually
was officially diagnosed with OCD years ago. That info was apparently stashed away in a certain employment-related government agency's files on me. Huh! Vindication! Weird!
Yes, that's it, and since as I mentioned above I am not sure entirely how or what I feel about this realization (I think I'm gonna go with a mix of surprise (the main one), vindication, smugness and a creeping sense that I could have rubbed everyone's noses in my legitimate OCD more often over the years) I will leave it at that.
Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go make a nice hot cup o' coffee and give it sixteen stirs before tapping the spoon eight times on the side of the mug.