- Date posted
- 3y
i’m new. life story
hi i’m a STEM college student. i have contamination OCD that i think is pretty severe; i don’t fear germs or getting sick but the thought of touching gross things like trash and toilets i joined this app because i’ve just recently gotten so much worse in the past semester or 2. (i think i’ve always had ocd as a kid but it got worse in middle school, stagnated, worse in high school, stagnated through the first part of college, and then got SO much worse during the pandemic) i can’t read generic information and articles about ocd without crying. it is very very difficult and painful for me to talk about, so i dont unless i absolutely have to. i don’t even say the word “ocd” out loud to people. it seems so odd to me that some people can casually mention they have ocd, not anonymously i know the nature of ocd itself makes people feel shameful/embarrassed, but i think i feel particularly bad shame from it. i have a particularly strong urge to hide it and keep to myself/solve on my own i think because of my family, particularly my mom. i kind of had to figure out on my own that it was ocd. from the time i was 11 or 12, my mom would yell at me all the time in response to me showering/washing hands/doing laundry with too much soap. but it’s not like she didn’t understand the severity or the situation—she knew it was ocd and was educated enough to understand i just “can’t stop”. yet she would shut off the shower, yell at me to stop, push me into my room one time, and complain that i was stressing her out. she would demand over and over throughout the years for me to explain why i did the compulsions i did, but i didn’t even understand it yet; i was just a kid. she made it into a situation where i was at fault because i was withholding information/keeping secrets. i didn’t really realize that my mom had such an adverse effect on the shame part of ocd until a therapist told me the summer before i went to college. it all made sense why i felt like i had been fighting ocd AND my mom, instead of my my mom and me fighting ocd together. it hasn’t occurred to me that people could have family members out there with whom they can casually yet compassionately talk with them about and support them through ocd: “how can i help you?” “how can we get through this together?” otherwise, my mom and i are really close, but it’s really put a strain on our relationship. i have “cut her off” from discussing anything about my mental health (including grieving from 2 deaths this year) because i want to punish her for how she handled my ocd for all those years. i know that sounds awful, but i have a lot of resentment for her that i’ve never resolved or addressed my mom used to put me in talk therapy every year or two from the time i was about 11. i didn’t figure out it was ocd until recently, but i knew something was wrong with me when i was little. i remember crying to the child psychologist and saying “do you think i’m crazy? am i here because i’m crazy?” when i was 11 i find it incredibly difficult to talk about to even a therapist. that’s why i’m here on this anonymous app. i don’t think my mom or family could ever tell i have this app and am doing this. they have not been compassionate; this has been something i’ve dealt with alone so i feel i will try to solve it alone