I have off the charts OCD about clutter. I can't even look at it. I sit on the couch and stare at the tv so i don't even have to acknowledge it.
Still trying to get a dr to confirm so my wife will believe me, though.
In all seriousness, mental illness should be taken seriously. I don't think i have social anxiety because i have to talk in front of a lot of people for my job, and it doesn't really affect me at all, but i would be content not interacting with humans for 80% of my day. I only work with 2 other people so when i am in the office by myself when they're on the road, it's glorious. I'll intentionally avoid people i know that i run into out in public, even if i wouldn't mind talking to them, because its just like "man, i gotta talk again..." maybe I'm a sociopath.