Eu conto todas as letras de frases, em outdoor, na tv, em placas. Conto também, vidros de janelas, também as partes de quadrados, e preciso que tudo que conto seja múltiplo de 5, assim tem que ter, 5 ou 10, ou 15 ou 20 e quando alguma frase não tem múltiplo de 5 invento automaticamente mais alguma palavra pra chegar no múltiplo de 5. Por exemplo de a frase tem 8 letras eu coloco mais 2,tipo né, para completar os 10. Não me sinto bem fazendo isso porque sei que estou em uma crise de ansiedade. Uso medicamentos e mesmo assim tenho momentos de pico. Me sinto angustiada, mais não consigo controlar

This is me, this 16 thing, thanks for sharing.

My counting is always by 2’s. If I come across tiles that are an odd number, I’m constantly just counting over and over 2,4,6,8,10…until I find windows, cracks , rocks ext that end up being an even number set….n continue again with my counting by 2’s

Also I count to seven or nine on each hand touching each finger in equally symmetrical directions for example from thumb to pinky and back again on right hand, then from thumb to pinky on left hand. If I do anything extra unintended on one side, I have a compulsion to balance it out on the other. The song for counting to five or nine sounds like this in my head, “Do, re, mi, fa, mi, re, do.” (I don’t hear it. I “think” the notes. I was super good at ear training in college for music therapy. But writing music, almost impossible. I can read Treble Clef to sing alto. I can sight-read very well.

I’ve tried to explain this to people and no one understands how or why I do it. To be honest I didn’t even know what it might be.

Hi Linda
I hope you don’t mind me reaching out but your post made me so emotional tonight. I could relate to all of it, so much so it was like reading a description of me. I count letters in words and turn them into numbers which have to end evenly, and will keep adding words and dividing by 2 until an even number. I’ve done this for as long as I can remember but only recently made a link to my experiences of childhood trauma. I didn’t do well at school but attended college as an adult and managed to get through uni but was a struggle. I always felt a massive fraud as nothing seemed to really sink in. Anyway I just wanted to say I was sorry to hear of your experiences but wanted to thank you for sharing them as it’s helped me so so much. I no longer feel as alone xxx

This is literally me. Finally someone who gets it.
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I count anything square or circle and try to make it equal something in 5s.. I never thought it had a meaning but I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember..