OCD Bedtime Tales – Part 2

My grubby tea mug is empty. I fill a glass with water and bring to my lips. One sip, two, three – small sips as I know I have to take seven and don’t want to drown myself – four, five, six, seven. During this time, I must not actually swallow the water until I have taken the 7 sips. I can now swallow the water

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