- Username
- Dre83
- Date posted
- 2y ago
Yes I feel that, and I say that in my head all the time, people have said I’m not the same….
I mean it’s understandable that we aren’t to some extent I think.
It is so hard especially when other people notice and say these things. I think it is important to recognize that everyone changes. We are always changing and always growing. Changing doesn't have to equal a "bad" thing-- difficult paths often lead to beautiful destinations as they say. Hard things impact us- they should- that's what makes us human. Focus on you and what you need to do to get through this season in your life. You got this.
I think my parents feel that I’m quieter or don’t reach out to them as much and that’s probably true. They can understand what I deal with so I tend to keep to myself. They probably think I’m grouchy too which maybe the case but I am trying to learn to be a better version of myself. Thanks for you reply and encouragement!
Absolutely! Going through cancer and OCD has ripped away at any shred of happy-go-lucky attitude I previously had. Comparing our current selves to our former only makes us feel worse about ourselves. I often wanted to be like I was before all those things happened to me but it is impossible. We adapt to our experiences and struggles in order to survive—of course we are going to change in more ways than one. It’s disheartening to hear people in your social circle tell you they wish you were the old you. Like damn I wish the same but I’m here and I’m alive despite it all which is plenty to be grateful for. Find those who accept you—the reinvented you—and ignore the ones who don’t. You are worthy of compassion and understanding!
Thank you 🙏
Has anybody else became someone totally different after your ocd experience? I miss the old me but some parts of me have changed for the better
I’ve experienced OCD since I was 11 years old (I am 29 now), and was diagnosed with it in 2021. So, I’ve lived more than half of my life dealing with this disorder in silence. I’ve recently been feeling like I’m no longer a good person. That all of the things I’ve held close to my heart and loved, no longer matter to me. As much as I try to go back to those things, it sometimes feels so foreign and makes me feel anxious. Has anybody else experienced this before? If so, what are some things you’ve done to help you find happiness and joy in the things you’ve cherished?
And that everything has become really serious? I used to be such a happy go lucky guy who just took everything in his stride and now my whole life is about this ocd and trying to work out where it come from and what i can do to sort it out
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