OCD rant.

I live with other people and I buy my own food, but we also all share. I have a particular problem though with sharing my eggs. I have to use my eggs from one side to the other (usually right to left), and I have to put the shell back wheee I got it from once I crack the eggs. Now I don't mind sharing, it's that they don't bother putting the shell back, which of course how would they know to do that, but they don't even go from right to left, they just grab at random. It bothers me so much, because after seeing my eggs the same exact way time and time again, and knowing very well I have OCD (but maybe they don't take it seriously), they should freaking get the picture, I'd think?! There's nothing I could do short of telling them to put the shell back, but that might make them think I don't want them using them, which isn't the case, and I don't want things to get weird. So instead I have move all the eggs to the side and cut the row of eggs off that has empty spots, which I'd also think would give them the clue that it bothers me. I mean, I noticed they stack their dishes a certain way so I do it that way, even though I don't particularly like it.

Not to mention that the person who does it told me how they won't buy eggs from the store, because they get all natural eggs from their neighbor, and how much better they are- but then will use my eggs instead of their own?! Like what even- use your oh so magical local eggs that are already in the fridge. I don't even get it.

Before you all say I'm overreacting- of course I am- I have OCD, which causes you to have irrational fear or discomfort based around order, repetition, and habits- so it throws me off. It makes my skin crawl, it makes me angered, it makes me think my other eggs will go bad- none of it's rational- I have a mental disorder. I just need to vent, because I feel stuck between a rock and a hard place- to say something or not. When I just wish they'd be a little more perceptive, that they wouldn't be the type of people when you tell them you have OCD they don't go "oh yeah, I do too, I like having things being a certain way", when in reality it's much more than being particular about a few things in life- it's an all encompassing disorder that makes your mind run wild when things aren't done a certain way- it's not that "I just don't like it"- I literally can feel like the world is ending when too many things aren't done a certain way in a day. Idk- I went off on a much longer tangent than I wanted to. I just can't wait to be on my own two feet again, so I can have my own things and have my stuff respected again. Yeah

Update; thank you for the supportive comments- honestly thought I'd get wrecked for posting this.