With someone, not an object or a habit. OCD doesn’t count here. 
I was just listening to Matt Nathanson’s song Laid and it got me to thinking. I have. I guess most of us have, but I don’t know. For me it was, on the whole, pretty good. But I’m glad it didn’y last long (maybe 6 months). Hurt like hell, but thats ok. Does burn one out a little, though. Her before me.
Have any of you been, or are you now, obsessed with someone so bad that you really couldn’t or can’t think of life without them? Was the feeling mutual?
Open, of course, to all bends of gender. 
Peace,
mangeorge
Took a bit of work parsing your OP there man (probably my fault)
For me it was Britney Spears, and it was a couple of years ago. Glad to say - not any more (I could care less about her)
I used to be the weird bastard in her newsnet newsgroup saying I wish I could take her away from that lifestyle where every one likes her for her body, and people like eminem and kid rock want to do her.
(it was not mutual, duh)
Before that it was a friend of a friend. A girl 2-3 years younger than me, red hair. I was basically in love.
Let me know if I completely misunderstood the point of the thread.
meant to say ‘couldn’t’ not ‘could’.
I was obsessed with shriley manson when I was 13…Like soooooo obsessed it was scary. There were(still are) posters of her all over my room. I still love her, like i htink she’s awesome, but I’m not so obsessed anymore.
And I’m a scorpio so I’m obsessed wiht anyone new and pretty for like a week before I get bored.
Mine was the scariest of all…the Backstreet Boys. I really liked the short one with black curly hair (anybody know his name!?!). I’m happy to report my music and taste in guys has improved very much
Oh yeah, I’m pretty sure the feelings were not returned
I was obsessed with my ex-fiancee. It was mutual for a while. His obsession burned out sooner and I would have and did anything to keep him. Now, looking back on it he wasn’t worth keeping. He was abusive, etc, etc.
I always have been, still am, and probably always will be obsessed with Jill Hennessey. Considering that we’ve never even met, I highly doubt it’s mutual.
No entertainment people. But, yeah, I suppose you could describe my degree of infatuation with a couple of former GFs as somewhat obssesive.
Then I learned to just let stuff go.
I’m kind of glad that I can’t really remember how that was. It wasn’t just me - the couple of women in question we’re definitely playin’ me.
Heh, thanks for the memories.
I was Obsessed, yes with a capital “O”, with my english teacher a few years back. Oh dear. I thought he was atractive, and smart and… yes it was silly. I was a 15/16 year old girl. I was allowed to be silly, right?
I was a teachers pet, but I highly doubt there were any feelings returned, certainly not a mutual Obsession.
About three years ago I became obsessed with this blonde, blue-eyed Venus that I worked with. 
The working together part was the WORST! She was kind, and giving, always cheerful and sweet. But she wouldn’t have anything to do with me… And somehow she was still kind and sweet in brushing me off. Luckily for my sanity, she moved to Philly (under even more tortuous circumstances.) Like the song says… Feelin’ Stronger Everyday
…or torturous, as the case may be.
I have this unhealthy obsession about Meg Ryan, Used to fantasise about all the disgusting and strange sexual practices we could indulge in.
Now the stupid cow has ruined it all by having her bloody lips injected with some crap which makes her look as if someone has smacked her hard in the face, twice, with a hammer, a big hammer.
I am now turning my attentions to Charlize Theron and bollox to you Ryan you slapper.
No, no, no. No fantasies. Only real life encounters, please.
Well, I do have this thing for Dido, who replaced [sub]Martha Stewart[/sub]. I-don’t-know-why. They fascinate me.
I mean someone you had a relationship with, and found it really hard to let go. Or if you’re still in one, and you can’t think of anything else but that person.
Two words: Mel. Gibson. Since I was fourteen…
OH. Sorry. Well, then, yes. I was young and rather naive, and just got my pin (nursing), and there was this amaaaazing vascular surgeon who would come 'round and flirt with me every time he was on call, even tho it was 1am. He was tall, and smelled good, and had incredible laughing blue eyes, and … oh my. Wonder where he is now?
OOO!! Charlize Theron! But I digress…
Yeah, I was obsessed with a girl. We were workmates, then housemates (just sharing a house, like on Three’s COmpany). It was rather a lousy period in my life. It started as simple attraction and went nuts. Luckily, she was never totally aware of how much she was a focus of my life. She moved away, and the bottom fell out for me. She was really the only reason I had for living. Pathetic. Really pathetic. I had to go to a shrink to get over the whole situation.
I remember when a new girl started at work. Her sister had driven my brother crazy a couple times (this should’ve been some good foreshadowing), but the first weekend we worked together we hit it off amazingly well-better than I ever have/had with anybody. I asked her to a movie after knowing her for like four days. I talked to her about dating for a little while and she always had an excuse. We were on and off for like three months before she quit so that she’d have time for school, but we still talk. I don’t date much, so even though we never dated or even kissed (I tried to kiss her once and she was too smart for it, but she has told me before that she probably would screw around with me if it came up-stupid me wanted a relationship) she’s one of the few girls I could actually have seen myself dating.
Jimmy Page. It was around 1979-80 and an obsession with Jimmy Page was not at all unusual then for a 15 year old girl, though the wondering whether or not he was a Satan worshipper and who this Aliester Crowley person was (and why Page was so obsessed with him) got kind of wearisome and frustrating. Fortunately I grew up and moved on to other bizarre obsessions.
I still wouldn’t mind meeting Jimmy Page but by now I could restrain myself from jumping all over him. (I did name one of my cockatiels after him, so I guess a part of me is still obsessed.)
Jimmy is a hell of a guitarist. One of the best modern (post 1950’s) blues players I can think of.
Hugh Jass, (hee hee) my situation was about the same as yours, except that she knew how I felt. In my case tho, when she moved away, it was like a weight was lifted off of me. Best thing that could have happened.