My personality is strong. I feel and I care way too much. It’s both a blessing and a curse.
I pay attention to every detail. I pick apart every word. I overthink and jump to conclusions. I can’t even say jump because I mother fuckin’ LEAP. Fights have occurred from too many misconceptions. I’ve spent hours being hurt by no one other than my own damn self. It’s not fun being inside of my head on a daily basis.
I am obsessive and even compulsive.
My world is a constant battle of being on defense and thinking my life away. It ain’t easy being bat shit crazy, but I manage to keep her tame, or rather less crazy, most of the time.
It’s no wonder I’m an alcoholic. Having an addictive/obsessive personality certainly didn’t help nor did my genetics. So, here I am- an alcoholic and over-doer of most things.
However, this does have some advantages. My obsessiveness gets shit done. My brain is constantly moving a mile a minute, so I typically know what I need to accomplish in a day/week and I get to work.
Like I already stated, I care too much. I care so much about my friends and family to the point of annoyance. I’m a cheerleader, biggest fan, pusher, and inspirer. I will try to help you anyway I can.
While obsessive personalities can be challenging, they can also be quite rewarding. It’s all how you interpret and utilize your thoughts and actions that will decide what happens next.
Thanks for reading.