Self-diagnosis is bad.
Doing it because of unknown and uncitable internet links is badder.
Doing it in opposition to medical professionals is badderer.
In other words, being knurd.
Really? I’d be extremely put off if I had to deal with philosophy in every day conversations. (Or ever)
You and 99% of the population is like that. When I say philosophy, I am not talking about textbook philosophy. I am talking abut just delving a bit deeper into things.
Well, that’s not what philosophy means. In any case, I’m with the 99% that has no interest in diving deeper into things during a discussion.
I am glad to hear that, but I fail to recognize how that ties into the conversation. I recognize that something is abnormal about me. I am trying to figure out how to reconcile my personality to adapt to the people I will deal with every day. I believe my illness is emotionally based on my own behaviors and way of dealing with things. My external reality is in total conflict with my internal reality, since I have retired my internal reality is fighting to take over. I am realizing things I never realized. In the last few years, I have unconsciously put together a wardrobe that does not resemble my everyday wardrobe. I haven’t worn a single item. For some reason, I liked something and bought it without really knowing why. Hats, shirts, pants, shoes, no ties, I have been opening that closet a lot more lately but I still haven’t put any of it on. I am thinking when I come out I will start with a new social group. Dropping everyone I know and starting over. I just don’t quite have the courage yet.
Have you considered consulting a medical professional to get an accurate diagnosis and professional advice on where to proceed from there?
Don’t be ridiculous.
So…Bad, bad, bad. 
Ok, wait wait…clarify that last paragraph. Please.
If it is something they can do with a blood test or MRI, I would happily seek medical advice. But if it is just a diagnosis based on what I tell them, I will not consider a solid diagnosis, and I prefer not to medicate.
Logically, this makes no sense whatsoever.
IANAD, but, as someone who had medicine side effects a lot, wound up reading up on tardive dyskinesia. What you are describing doesn’t sound like that to me. That term refers to a type of motor disorder (dyskinesia) that sticks around after the thing that caused is is gone (tardive).
Sure, maybe someone with the disorder had the same tic, but that doesn’t mean that yours is caused by the same thing. The main thing I notice is that you say it started out a lot smaller and has gotten worse over time. And, yes, you’ve not taken any of the medicines that tend to cause it. (Honestly, 90% seems low.)
I can’t (and won’t try to) diagnose you, but I believe the term for a facial tic that is one sided is a hemifacial spasm, and those are usually caused by an irritated nerve. And I do know that Botox can be used to block signals from nerves to muscles.
some experts feel being too sane can be very unhealthy because most of us are just not strong enough to deal with reality.
Even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream.
So…gay? Transgender?
Or are you just fancy?
Well, I mean, we exist here to Fight Ignorance.
Also, did you know that Michael Jackson originally wrote the song as “Badderer” but Quincy Jones talked him out of it, claiming that nobody could make the lyrics work out?
Maybe a memory of a T S Eliot poem?
This is exactly what my Dr. listed as the diagnosis. The problem I had with the Botox was that when i tried to explain to the guy doing the Botox what muscles I was having a problem with, he was not hearing it. He was only concerned with the eye involuntarily closing. The spasms are at my mouth and closing my eye just seems to be a sympathetic response to the spasm.
I just want a more mature look, more typical of my actual age. T-shirts, Levi’s, and flannel shirts have been 99% of my wardrobe for decades.
Heck of a lot of older folks do the same thing. Nothing odd about it.
Outdoor or work clothes that get beat up may have fit your outdoor or working life for decades. Post retirement you’re doing less of all that, life may have moved a bunch indoors, and if you find yourself with less spending on your prior stuff, your budget may suddenly accommodate more of what you used to think of as “Sunday Best”.
Or at least trade stained camo cargo shorts for khaki chinos.