There's always a place where I put my things.. They all have their own place (Every little thing) - This started after I had all of those dissociative panic attacks. It sort of created new compulsions (Because I'd always have to find where my things were while panicking, staring at them for over 5+ minutes each until I knew what their functions were).

It helped to organize/write daily tasks on a piece of paper. It seemed weird because I wrote down every single thing that I did - I started off with 1-2 things a day (Because I was so dissociated and panicky).

I used to not do anything.. No shower, or brushing teeth, no making my bed, no chores (Once my moms ex got kicked out) - I didn't know what to do. In the psych hospital, my dad took me to a bench outside to cut my nails because I wasn't taking care of myself and told me to get haircuts, shower etc.

But it's good now.. It just takes time to build habit. If I don't do the things I need to do, I can't focus and get intrusive thoughts.

Taking the stimulant as prescribed really helps too. I still procrastinate things because I'd rather scroll social media and listen to music etc but I make sure to keep thinking about what I want to do until I finally do it. Sometimes it can take days.

I remember in high school, no one wanted to do a certain safety course (It was one of the biggest pains) and a classmate said "Let's just get it done and over with" and I thought to myself, "Wtf? How can someone be like that?".. I was really depressed but I thought about it for a long time.