|According to this site, this is a photo of Freud's actual couch. Looks kind of cozy, actually.|
1. Attention Surfeit Disorder.
Attention Surfeit Disorder is, of course, paying too much attention, and being unable to stop concentrating. This happens to me a lot. I'll be driving, and scanning the scene, and something will catch my eye in the rear-view mirror. I look, I'm interested, I can't turn away. My attention lingers. What's happening to that person? Is she yelling at that guy? I wonder what's going on. The most common thing is that I'm concentrating on something in my own mind, and in that case forget it: I'm in another world.
Alloism is over-involvement with other people and what they are thinking and feeling. It's being too good at reading the expressions, faces, and emotional cues of other people. The main problem with alloism is that it wears a person out. Guy on the subway, woman at the check-out desk, kid giving me a funny look, I don't want to know what y'all are feeling; I got enough problems of my own.
3. Repression deficiency.
People with repression deficiency can't repress the uncomfortable truths that everyone else seems to just ignore all the time. Hey, everyone, did you forget that we are all going to die in the not so far away future? And we're either going to die young, or get old? And this is going to happen not just to you but to your kids and all the people you love? When I look at all the healthy repressing people out there, living their lives and not thinking about these things, I'm amazed. How do they do it?
Some people can't throw anything away. I have the opposite problem. I can't keep anything around. I hate clutter, and I fear it. I wrote about this before, how I throw away not just "real life" things but digital things too, and how I even throw away old letters and actual mementos, and how I often get carried away. I learned today that fear of throwing things away is called "disposophobia" and thus the name "antidisposophobia." Fear of clutter is evidently so much less common than fear of throwing things away that when you Google the former, what comes up is about the latter. Weird.
Given that I enjoy spending time alone, often in a completely quiet house with no TV and no twitter account, and given that I get kind of worn out being with people, even when I'm very fond of them, I guess you can call me an introvert. Introversion used to be a personality trait. But these days I feel like people treat it more like a disease. Every workplace is all about being a "people person," and everyone seems to get bored and antsy without minute by minute status updates from the people they know. Even in the library people are determined to be communicating. Makes me feel like a freak.