Okay  so this is my first blog ever, I guess that’s a statement of how desperate I am beginning to feel.  I am anemic and no matter what I do I can’t seem to maintain my iron levels so that I can feel rested.  I get enough sleep, probably to much and yet I am always sooooo tired.  The ocd wears on my mind so much it hurts.  I have issues with germs and cleanliness.  I need things to be were I left them in the exact way.  I can spend 20 minutes rearranging the kitchen cupboard because when I went to get the honey it wasn’t where I wanted it.  Normally this is managable as my family is very good about most things, but a new person to the house has added confusion.  I am tring so hard but he has been here a week and in some ways I can feel I am losing it.  It was okay at first.  I think it changed when he ate my leftover calzone I had in the fridge.  Just the thought of someone eating the balance of another persons takeout was weird to me.  Doesn’t he get that I touched that food?  I had taken a piece and was enjoing it when he came out of his room and commented on how good it was.  I went in the bathroom and threw up.  He touched my food!!!  I want my food to be safe, now it’s questionable.  I probably am being unreasonable, but I am beginning to question his being here as a good thing or not.  I need a safety zone in my home and he is treading lightly around my edges and making me feel so tense.