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I also have another, much larger portable charger, also by Anker, that gives about 6 phone charges and has multiple USB charging ports. Hehehe I never considered myself unusually obsessive about my phone battery before - I just assumed this was what everybody did…
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I recommend a portable charger to help with phone battery stress - I have a lipstick-sized one by Anker which gives a bit more than one full battery’s worth. It’s another thing to carry but that doesn’t bother me because I carry asthma inhalers and stuff anyway so I always have a biggish bag.
I have toyed with getting one of those for ages, but most of the time, when it strikes me to be obsessive, I have an outlet nearby. The only time it’s been a big stressor is when in the yurt, I would always be obsessively trying to find places to plug in before I went out for the night, and I kept thinking, I should get one of those battery pack things– but I didn’t, and I don’t need it now. I still might, they’re so cheap now, but I also worry that I’d then develop some sort of obsessive worry about ensuring that the battery bank was fully charged? ??? ??? I can see myself doing that.
I wanted to get one that could power my laptop but that seems to be like, some next-level shit– it goes up in price A LOT and the reviews are all over the place.
The other thing I’m weird about is that it’s, like, the end of the world to have to move a charging cable. I like to plug them in and leave them, it’s a huge ordeal for some reason for me to move one, say, from the living room to the sunporch if I’m going out there to sit, or if I’m going to spend time in the bedroom– if my laptop battery isn’t charged and i’d have to move the charger, it’s somehow An Unsolvable Situation and I’ll wind up sitting somewhere I don’t want to be just because that’s where the power charger is. That, I can’t explain, but The Struggle is Real; my brain really seems to think that moving a power charger is The Worst Fate. And I’ll get, like, upset if my dude does it– like, instead of asking me for the charger, he’ll go unplug his from wherever it is and plug it in next to mine. I mostly manage to keep my mouth shut and not let on how much that, inexplicably, Bugs Me, because I am aware that there is literally no reason for that to bug me in any way at all. (Unless you want to try to delve deep and unpack whether it’s maybe my feelings of inadequacy that if I can’t provide convenience with my generosity then I’m no good as a human, or something? I mean, I’m not gonna lie, feeling the absolute requirement to do people favors is something that I cannot overcome sometimes, but I don’t know if I can really extend it to power cords. For better or worse, I’m often not at all accomodating to my dear and long-suffering dude, who really deserves better, but instead throw myself into fits trying to be sweet to relative strangers. It’s a bummer. I give up trying to figure out what my deal is with power cords.)
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oh my god, yes, thats EXACTLY what SO does??? we’ll be sitting on the couch playing on our phones as millenials will do, and he’ll be like, oh, i guess i should plug in, it’s at three percent, and im like YOU HAVE BEEN HOME FOR FIVE HOURS???? WHY. (on ‘it’s not ocd’, there is a thing called obsessive compulsive tendencies, which my brother has, and jokes that it’s because Nothing I Do Is Ever Disordered, Thanks.
LOL that’s probably what my deal is, then. I am often moved by compulsions that I know are irrational and unnecessary, and so I can fairly easily disregard them, so clearly it’s not actually OCD; I was taught that any of that stuff only counts as a disorder if it impairs your daily life.
I dunno, i feel some of it pretty fiercely, but the only thing that keeps me from living the life I want is what I’m assuming is ADHD. That shit can die in a fire.
eveiya
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I also have another, much larger portable charger, also by Anker, that gives about 6 phone charges and has multiple USB charging ports. Hehehe I never considered myself unusually obsessive about my phone battery before - I just assumed this was what everybody did…
eveiya
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“csevet replied to your post “csevet replied to your post “Got my…”
I recommend a portable charger to help with phone battery stress - I have a lipstick-sized one by Anker which gives a bit more than one full battery’s worth. It’s another thing to carry but that doesn’t bother me because I carry asthma inhalers and stuff anyway so I always have a biggish bag.
I have toyed with getting one of those for ages, but most of the time, when it strikes me to be obsessive, I have an outlet nearby. The only time it’s been a big stressor is when in the yurt, I would always be obsessively trying to find places to plug in before I went out for the night, and I kept thinking, I should get one of those battery pack things– but I didn’t, and I don’t need it now. I still might, they’re so cheap now, but I also worry that I’d then develop some sort of obsessive worry about ensuring that the battery bank was fully charged? ??? ??? I can see myself doing that.
I wanted to get one that could power my laptop but that seems to be like, some next-level shit– it goes up in price A LOT and the reviews are all over the place.
The other thing I’m weird about is that it’s, like, the end of the world to have to move a charging cable. I like to plug them in and leave them, it’s a huge ordeal for some reason for me to move one, say, from the living room to the sunporch if I’m going out there to sit, or if I’m going to spend time in the bedroom– if my laptop battery isn’t charged and i’d have to move the charger, it’s somehow An Unsolvable Situation and I’ll wind up sitting somewhere I don’t want to be just because that’s where the power charger is. That, I can’t explain, but The Struggle is Real; my brain really seems to think that moving a power charger is The Worst Fate. And I’ll get, like, upset if my dude does it– like, instead of asking me for the charger, he’ll go unplug his from wherever it is and plug it in next to mine. I mostly manage to keep my mouth shut and not let on how much that, inexplicably, Bugs Me, because I am aware that there is literally no reason for that to bug me in any way at all. (Unless you want to try to delve deep and unpack whether it’s maybe my feelings of inadequacy that if I can’t provide convenience with my generosity then I’m no good as a human, or something? I mean, I’m not gonna lie, feeling the absolute requirement to do people favors is something that I cannot overcome sometimes, but I don’t know if I can really extend it to power cords. For better or worse, I’m often not at all accomodating to my dear and long-suffering dude, who really deserves better, but instead throw myself into fits trying to be sweet to relative strangers. It’s a bummer. I give up trying to figure out what my deal is with power cords.)
csevet replied to your post “csevet replied to your post “csevet replied to your post “Got my…”
oh my god, yes, thats EXACTLY what SO does??? we’ll be sitting on the couch playing on our phones as millenials will do, and he’ll be like, oh, i guess i should plug in, it’s at three percent, and im like YOU HAVE BEEN HOME FOR FIVE HOURS???? WHY. (on ‘it’s not ocd’, there is a thing called obsessive compulsive tendencies, which my brother has, and jokes that it’s because Nothing I Do Is Ever Disordered, Thanks.
LOL that’s probably what my deal is, then. I am often moved by compulsions that I know are irrational and unnecessary, and so I can fairly easily disregard them, so clearly it’s not actually OCD; I was taught that any of that stuff only counts as a disorder if it impairs your daily life.
I dunno, i feel some of it pretty fiercely, but the only thing that keeps me from living the life I want is what I’m assuming is ADHD. That shit can die in a fire.
