Meredith Brooks Quotes

I have OCD, which is not fun. I have to be incredibly tidy and organized or it messes with my mind and switches off on me.

I think so much about everything. I'm obsessive.

I'll let myself obsess over things.

Ever since I was a little girl, I've worried too much. It always bothers me because sometimes you end up worrying more about the worry and you are not resolving things that are right there in front of you. I have been like that all my life, and it's hard to change.

Who knew we had all this O.C.D. in the world? Well actually, I suppose it's pretty obvious. It explains Sudoku, doesn't it?

I do have a touch of OCD, and I used to obsess about research. But I'm better than I was. Gone are the days when I would drive to a set of traffic lights to find out if you could turn left. I finally realised it didn't matter. A book will not stand or fall on whether or not there's a branch of Starbucks in Brixton.

If you don't feel right, you're going to try to tweak every pitch, every little thing, things that probably don't even need tweaking.

I am wired on some deep level to seek out something to be worried and obsess about.

There are a lot of things that I'm allowing myself to be, but it's a conscious effort to experience contentment for me. My brain doesn't do that naturally. I'm very overwhelmed all of the time.

Sometimes I think I'm the craziest person on the planet.

I don't know - sometimes I catch myself being dark, and it's annoying. I think, 'Get over it.' I bore myself. But sometimes, like everybody, I'm sure I am obsessive.

I found out that I couldn't have a nervous breakdown. I tried a couple of times, but it just didn't work out. My mind, my body wouldn't let me.

I'm not a workaholic, but I was a bit manic, I have to confess.

I feel like I'm in my own head a lot; it just feels amazing, but scary, weird and confusing.

I'm a fairly neurotic person.

When I'm not working, I think and I think when I get depressed.

Some people are probably saner. They're good performers, and they go about their day. I just get obsessive about it.

The secret to a happy, successful life of paranoia is to keep careful track of your persecutors.

I know what it's like to feel snobby; I know what it's like to feel anxiety; I know what it's like to feel like busted because you're crazy.

It's hard to distinguish when I was actually struggling from when I only felt like I was struggling - which was pretty much always.

Some days I'm in better control and can navigate my way through stuff, and other days, not so much.

I think that in the last four or five years I've constantly struggled with the balance in my life.

I always say I am a realist, and my mom says, 'No, you just have anxiety.'

I think I ran so hard and so fast, in a lot of ways, from my life and I kind of took a fall. It was like - what do they call it? - post-traumatic stress syndrome.

If you be sick, your own thoughts make you sick.