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My brother's name is Joe and sometimes people call him Joey G because of our last name, just thought I'd share. I have been starting to become more confident and trust that what I have been going through for the last 3 and a half years is rocd and not intuition. When I can stop putting so much focus on my thoughts and feelings I actually feel pretty damn good when I'm with her. I've had this through two different relationships now.
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Inspirational post. Thanks for the thoughts on what is happening when anxiety doesn't go down.
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Do you take meds for it?
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Thankyou for sharing!!!
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Rocd was a big one for me too- I’m now happily married :) A useful thing I learnt was that the content of the thoughts is irrelevant! They all follow the same form. Yes I’m on sertraline - I was diagnosed with moderate depression as well as ocd- The way I look at the meds is this- ‘Arm bands don’t teach u to swim, but they help support you while you learn what you need to learn’ For me, a combination of meds and therapy was key- both under professional guidance of a specialist A great book I used in conjunction with therapy was ‘Overcoming Obsessive Compulsive Disorder’ by David Veale and Rob Willson
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I appreciate you responding, how long have you guys been together now? I have been considering buying a book on rocd myself. And the drugs are an iffy one for me. A huge part of me feels like they would do more harm then good for me in the long run but I must admit I am heavily biased.
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We’ve actually just celebrated our 13th anniversary :) :) Everyone is different but a combination worked well for me 👍
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Wow that's awesome man I'm happy to hear it. We'll I can't argue that logic lol.
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You mentioned you're in the UK are you from England, Scotland, Wales or Cornwall?
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England mate
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Very cool, a lot of my blood comes from Manchester and Merseyside.
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