I was obsessed with eye blinking, and because it's something you do all time, if you think about it much, it becomes stressful in a way, knowing that it’s an involuntary and constant movement. For me, this "blinking" became an obsession – to the point that I could barely keep my eyes open.
The same thing happened with my heart. Since it was another organ with involuntary and constant movements, it obsessed me to the point where just the thought of my heart beating could bring on a panic attack. I had this “problem” for two years or so. It felt strange that I have something inside me which ticks, like a clock...what if it stops ? :) I can joke about it now, but I had multiple panic attacks because of that. Sometimes I felt chest pains and would think that I was having a heart stroke and panicked. I felt like my heart was beating too fast or too slow.
The thing is, I solved it after having a medical exam that showed that there was nothing wrong with my heart. From that day on, I have not encountered that symptom again.
The heart-blinking
When I eat, for instance, I don´t stay at the table, I just can't (well I actually can, but prefer not to). I have lots of energy and I am all around the house with the plate in my hand, eating. In school, I felt like running out of the class many times because of the boring program, and developed a foot-tapping movement because of it, which is now viewed as directly related to the Tourette syndrome.
I was always very energetic and sometimes paid attention only on what I wanted to pay attention, ignoring the rest. I never preferred one musical genre, or movie type, or any particular sport, or any particular style of anything. I always “tasted” from everything, rather than focusing on one main thing. Though sometimes, if I really like something, I can spend much time doing that thing. For instance, I love documentaries and sometimes I can even watch 12 hours a day and not get bored. Does that make me an ADHD candidate? If so, can I include my friends? Because most of them are similar. The only difference is the details of what they enjoy doing.
I also remember fights with my sister, some which came close to endangering our lives. We would fight for hours at a time, causing a huge stress for our parents. I remember my sister calling my mother at work and screaming for help in the middle of a fight. Although it may sound horrifying, this was a normal thing all kids were doing for various reasons (you have this, I don't, and so on). All kids were like that.
Hyperactivity