It's a little embarrasing to write about it and I don't even know how to describe what I'm experiencing. I have no idea whether it's a symptom a quirky obsession just a creative mind or something I should be really concerned about. It gets worse when depression kicks in and sometimes reaches a point where I don't want it to happen but can't stop it.
I see faces and creatures in almost everything. Fallen leaves, bubble gum spots that stick on the ground, spilled fluids (don't even get me started on ink spots, they make my brain hurt), bubbles in a bubble bath, clouds, torn posters, crinkles in bed sheets, old road markings, everything with a chipped off surface, parts of trees or bushes look like creatures to me... Just to name a few. I discover them in everything that doesn't have a simple geometric structure with straight lines, even when I'm not trying to see them or even trying to not see them.
The creatures and faces are mostly cute even though some of them could be from a Tim Burton movie and have something morbid/weird.
Years back my boyfriend got me a mobile phone with which I could take pictures. I took a lot of pictures of spilled liquids, leaves... Some of the creatures even have names.
Sometimes I take out my copic markers and draw some of them. There is one I just fell in love with because I love how he looks. It's a spot where tar is spilled on the ground. He looks like a quirky little guy, who's trying to catch a chocolat chip cookie with his mouth after he threw it in the air. He has a name from the first day I discovered him and that was years ago. Now he's like a character from a movie I like and watched over and over again until I felt like I knew that character (if that makes any sense at all). Every time I drive or walk by I think about him and his story gets a little longer... Honestly I would be a little sad if they removed that tar spill that he actually is.
(I feel crazy for writing this).
I have to admit I can enjoy my creatures and faces and their stories most of the time but I'm worried because schizophrenia runs in my family :(
I see faces and creatures in almost everything. Fallen leaves, bubble gum spots that stick on the ground, spilled fluids (don't even get me started on ink spots, they make my brain hurt), bubbles in a bubble bath, clouds, torn posters, crinkles in bed sheets, old road markings, everything with a chipped off surface, parts of trees or bushes look like creatures to me... Just to name a few. I discover them in everything that doesn't have a simple geometric structure with straight lines, even when I'm not trying to see them or even trying to not see them.
The creatures and faces are mostly cute even though some of them could be from a Tim Burton movie and have something morbid/weird.
Years back my boyfriend got me a mobile phone with which I could take pictures. I took a lot of pictures of spilled liquids, leaves... Some of the creatures even have names.
Sometimes I take out my copic markers and draw some of them. There is one I just fell in love with because I love how he looks. It's a spot where tar is spilled on the ground. He looks like a quirky little guy, who's trying to catch a chocolat chip cookie with his mouth after he threw it in the air. He has a name from the first day I discovered him and that was years ago. Now he's like a character from a movie I like and watched over and over again until I felt like I knew that character (if that makes any sense at all). Every time I drive or walk by I think about him and his story gets a little longer... Honestly I would be a little sad if they removed that tar spill that he actually is.
(I feel crazy for writing this).
I have to admit I can enjoy my creatures and faces and their stories most of the time but I'm worried because schizophrenia runs in my family :(