I can't stand in front of a microwave. Apparently my brain thinks it will die. - And, believe me, this shouldn't be a problem. After all, I want to die.- like if the chemicals touch my skin, I will go up in flames. Now that im thinking about it, that kind of makes sense. I mean, my Mother did burn my house down. I just thought I'd leave this here. I never get serious validation for my obsessions. They say, that's crazy and then continue to go through the science of it all.
*AS IF I DON'T KNOW THAT*
So yeah, that's the end of my spiel.
I have more tics and OCD tendencies but I don't want to get into that right now.