Carpe Mortem

I've been told by more than one psychologist that I'm both a narcissist and a sociopath, but I don't bring down others or plan on having a murder spree, so always saw it as more a blessing than a curse. My mom is bipolar and my dad has been institutionalized, although I know him as a pretty sane and awesome dude, so I guess I was bound to get some mental disorder or another. I spent a decent amount of time in therapy as a kid but I had a tough life.

I have a jaw deformation that gives me a crooked smile and no adult teeth beneath some of my baby teeth. This is made worse by slight OCD that causes me to grind them in multiples of five, chew my tongue, and eat the inside of my own mouth. I have a scar on my lip from biting all the way through while numbed after the dentist as a youngster.

That being said, almost everything I do in relation to numbers is done in multiples of five. Volume, how many jelly beans I eat, etc. Nothing too crazy.

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