Today I had my sister pick up something for me. She listened to me and did it. And for some reason I don’t remember that? I don’t know how to explain it. I usually appreciate when people listen to me, but I don’t understand why that happened. I wouldn’t say it felt like that, just a feeling. I keep going back and forth with it and I feel so weighed down and so much dread. I’m not like my sister at all. I even cried over this whole ordeal. I don’t know why it happened and I don’t even know if it counts as ocd or a response stemmed from something or anxiety.
