When I’m backing out of a parking space, I always have to turn out to the left from where I am parked. This may mean that I have to go around the block, but I feel as though I am more likely to get in a wreck if I turn out to the right.
As I walk I pay attention to how my feet feel. If one feels more worn-down than the other, I will purposely walk harder on the other until they feel the same.
My best friend always walks on my left. We both get nervous if he’s on my right and have to change.
In the interests of fairness, if I put a sock on my left foot first, I have to put my right shoe on first, and vice versa. If one foot gets both the sock and the shoe last, I worry it will feel less important.
I cannot “split poles.” If I’m walking with someone (at least someone I care about) if they go on one side of a pole, I have to go on the same side. I guess I feel like we’ll be disconnected by the pole passing between us. This happens in parking garages where there are cement poles and also lamp posts, anything, really.
When i was 16 i cracked a nerve under one of my teeth on the left of side of my mouth. 6 years later i still only chew with the right side of my mouth for fear that the pain i felt will come back and day now.
When I was younger and just learning how to tie my shoes, I used to put them on left to right. My older (terrible) neighbor told me that if you put your right shoe on first, it means you’re a serial killer. Ever since then I have to put them on left shoe first. Otherwise I’ll get all panicky.
i always have to walk to the left of people to feel balanced. i feel like my head can’t really turn to the left effectively to have a good conversation if i’m standing to the right.
I can’t stand it when shoes on the floor are “backwards” - meaning the left foot is on the right and vice versa. If they have been thrown on the floor this way I have to correct and set them so that the left shoe is on the left and the right shoe is on the right.
I take my right contact lens out first, and after putting it in its case, I hold my thumb over it and repeat “forget my secrets” three times. I repeat the process for the left lens. When it’s time for a new pair, I have to cut the old pair into tiny pieces, just in case they haven’t forgotten everything they helped me see.
When I was a kid, I imagined that there were two people in my mouth, Left and Right. Right was a good guy and Left was evil, so when I ate I had to shift the food I liked to the right and the yucky food to the left, or Left might one day get strong and then I would die. But I didn’t want Left to starve (the food I didn’t like was considered ‘not real’ food) so sometimes I would chew food I liked on my left. I still have the habit.
whenever I leave a room, I must look at a light in the room with my right eye while my right foot is still in the room and my right hand is on the door knob. I must them open and close the door three times while maintaining my position, to the point that it just hits my foot. If there is no light on in the room, I must turn the light on and continue with this process. When I finally close the door, it must be either three or seven times depending on my current stress level. And you thought you were neurotic?
When I’m going up stairs, I can’t follow anyone’s footsteps unless I truly, genuinely wouldn’t mind ending up like them. So if a person I dislike is going up or down stairs ahead of me, and their left foot lands on the 3rd step, my right foot must be the foot that lands on that 3rd step.
I always try to land on my right foot when walking down stairs. To this end, for every set of stairs I regularly use, I memorize whether I need to start out on my left foot or right. Similar thing for going up - I take two stairs at a time, and if I have to take an extra step, I have it at the beginning rather than the end.
My phone and keys have to always be in my right pocket and my wallet always has to be in my right pocket. I never really thought of it as neurotic until I visited this site and saw a similar post.
