I think the chemistry of the obsessive personality can co-exsist within everyone without them even knowing its there. It happens everyday. For if we really look into ourselves that far we would find everyone here has some form of it. We are all here, right? So if we even take things a bit deeper into the realm of the brain where this nasty like beotch of a pain is, we would find brain matter that somehow, probably is releasing some sort of energy to the wrong receptors and we get misguided info from the brain thus leading us into what we know as Obsessive behavior. Therefore, there probably is a medication that helps this. But, if the meds help this, there is always a catch. What are the side effects of such a med. I dunno, could be a lot of things. Probably one would be the "who gives a sheet" attitude. Maybe laziness.... so, so far we have seen this behavior, diagnosed it, and treated it. Now to deal with the side effects. So we are lazy lets say, just as a side effect. We get some meds that kinda take that away and make us happy and on the go. But that put electrical pulses back in the area we didn't want them in. Now we are acting very unstable. Going from Obsessive to lazy as all sheet and back to obsessive. Well sheet, now where on a legal speedball of psychological medications that sends us into depression. So, now what do we do? Do we treat the ups and downs with the obsessive behavior, or treat the depression? A or B? So, while we wait for a direction, we get so depressed that now we have become compulsive. So can we say now we have obsessive/compulsive behavior, with serious depression that is at the moment going untreated. What do they do? Why, they push more drugs that treat such things, and they unload it like a week of saved semen blasting out. Just say here, go get these and take them. So we stuff our face with these drugs, and well.... now we are getting a little strange. Some good days, some bad. It depends on the meds and how they take effect and if they agree with your body. Say they don't. And you have three weeks of hell because you can't get into the DR. office. So now depression is way worse than it was before, you lose track of sheet, and your being obsessive at the same time. What do you do then...... ah you find what is known in the medical field as (censored). You poot forth spark to this strange looking cigarette and inhale.......... then you start looking for your keys for 5 hours til you realize they were in your pocket all along.
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She just needs her "talent" focused properly.
