I haven't been diagnosed with any OCD related things, although I'm very obsessive with certain things, most notably achieving absolute perfection in video games.
Anyway, before I derail from the subject, there's one thing that keeps disrupting my mood and/or relationships with other people: I'm terribly afraid of being a bother.
I'm always questioning myself whether some negative moods or thoughts or reactions etc. in other people are because of me. Even when I express these feelings and then get told that I'm one of the nicest people they know and that I've done nothing wrong, I just can't shake the feeling that they're not telling me everything. I always think that nobody would tell me about these subtle annoyances in me, and that they would rather be quietly annoyed and pretend nothing's wrong because it would be rude to let me know. And then that would lead to avoiding me.
Whenever one of my closest friends posts a blog entry which implies any type of negative emotions in them, I always wonder if I could be a contributor to any of it. I'm just so uncomfortable with it that I want to make them feel better, and it gets to a point where I want to question them forever until they'll tell me the truth, even if it has actually nothing to do with me and they already told me so. Because I can't shake the feeling.
Almost the only way I can give up these thoughts is some kind of very genuine sign of affection towards me, which in my case, being an artist along with most of my friends, is usually a drawing of us both which radiates a good feeling. But even then my feelings return by time if I don't get such a thing again. Whenever I'm having a really fun conversation with a friend, I feel like everything is cool. But if the next day we won't talk at all, the feeling comes back immediately; "did I do something wrong?"
Not only do I keep thinking that I am an unlikeable person, I also probably bother my friends with this even more, not believing they care and all.
I don't exactly have very good friends in real life, nor much in my timezone either thus I don't get to talk to them all that often. (mostly some weekends and very late evenings) So could it be this is simply from the extended absence of their presence? Even if there's an obvious reason for it, it just causes these feelings anyway? Or why am I like this?