I was born complicated

I have a very neurotic family, and they love to pin point every single detail. Even the ones that are not important, or useless from the distant past.

However, bringing up the past made me realize that maybe I had a problem since I was little that was not addressed. What else would you expect? I was born and raised in an Arab household. Anything strange or not right in a child means nothing but a phase of “growing up.”

Today, I was walking downstairs, and I saw the front door open. I atomically locked it. My sister saw me and said, “Who cares if it is open? We are all in the house.”

I told her that I am a complicated person, and I have a problem with front doors being open. I have to close them. It is a habit, even in the car! The moment I get into a car, I close the door manually. Maybe I like to feel secure? Who knows!

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My parents over heard us, and then came to pin point the past. They hysterically laughed and blurted out, “Mona had a bigger problem when she was little. She used to take thread and tie door knobs together and make spider webs all over the house. Why did you do that Mona? Maybe you have a problem.”

I look at them, and remember the days when I was 5 or 6 years old. So what that I played with threads and made spider webs all over the house? The door knobs are where the strings got tied at. Hmm. So? Do you see a problem? I just see a child bored to death and does not like Barbie dolls.

Unfortunately, my parents keep reiterating the same story, and I keep remembering the past. Reading this post, and seeing what the hell I just wrote, made me realize that I may suffer from some weird ass infatuation with spiders or door knobs. Or maybe I like to lock things to feel secure all the time?

Who is a psychologist out there that wants to interpret my problems for me!

Advice, Blah Blah, Confused, Funny, They said what?, Whatever!