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I would change multiple times a day because I would get itchy and throw a fit
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I used to not be able to leave the house unless my socks were on ‘just right’ or my pants were tucked into my boots ‘just right’. As early as I can remember, I also used to say “what?” to people because I needed to hear them repeat the sentence until it felt ‘right’.
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I definitely had the same thing with needing my shoes to be insanely tight. It drove my mom mad, and since all my shoes were buckles (too young to tie laces) she to punch a new hole to make them tighter. I also had a stint where I screamed every time I had a shirt pulled over my head; my grandma spent so much on button-downs to get me to stop. My need for tight clothing peaked in middle school, when I wore a shaper under everything. It certainly has calmed down, but when I’m stressed, I still crave that snugness of just a size too small.
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i was 5 and chewing food on both sides of my mouth and had a temper tantrum if my tooth hurt so i had to chew on one side.
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I've had obsessions since I was a little kid
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I had the SAME exact situations @Olivia J and same with the t-shirt being pulled over my head @RooBoo. It always made me feel like I was going to suffocate and die. I also would walk around breathing very very deeply because I never felt like I could get a deep enough breath. So it always looked like I was gasping for air or something.
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There were so many that I don’t even know where to start. Let’s see, I was a lock checker afraid of a robber or break in, I had to say bye a certain way to my family whenever they left for work out of fear that they wouldn’t come home (from a car crash or something), I would have this pattern stuck in my head all the time, I would need reassurance whenever I did something I was unsure about (which was a lot), I felt guilt over things I probably shouldn’t have, and one kinda gross thing where right after I learned how to use a toilet I thought if I did I would fall in (and die? Idk exactly about what would happen after I fall into the toilet), and I was so afraid that I would instead bite the bullet and poop my pants, which led to extreme guilt and reassurance seeking that my dad still loved me (since I knew he would be mad once he found out I pooped my pants).... my parents thought I just didn’t know how to use a toilet but that wasn’t the case at all. Also I had extreme social anxiety to the point that I was just afraid of everyone I didn’t know and would actually hide behind my mom when she talked to strangers, and (to me at least) social anxiety and ocd are essentially the same thing if you know you have both. There’s almost certainly more I’m missing and idk which would be the “first” obsession (except the toilet one-that was a little later), but those are ones I can vividly remember. And to think I had no idea I had ocd, my parents even suspected it and never took me to see someone because they thought I would grow out of it. Well look at me now, I went through school oblivious to this illness and it snuck it’s way into many parts of my life until I finally took a step back and went “hey wait a second, I have OCD,” and that’s where it really started to hit me again hard, with different content from when I was a kid, but all too familiar feelings
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Omg haha I didn’t even realize, the second I start chewing gum I split it in half so I can chew on both sides too? so it can feel balanced.
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I once had an obsession about being scared of buttons and finding them disgusting I was like 6...
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I had extreme social anxiety when I was little but diagnosed with OCD much later. I used to avoid coloring (especially at restaurants with the kids menus) because whenever I would color I would freak out about “going outside the lines” and would throw a fit. Even to this day, color makes me more anxious than not. The perfectionism was very apparent at a young age, everyone thought I was just a “goody goody” kid but they didn’t realize the extent. I also had a phobia of public bathrooms, and so I would go at the weirdest hours (right before class got out, at the end of recess, etc) to avoid other people hearing me pee (my phobia)
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I started around 2 years ago when I would repeat things over and over, I didn't do it a lot of times, but I always did things like turning the light switch on and off multiple times until it was 'right'
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3 as well. Use to make my whole family repeat a sentence and I don't want to say it because it's embarrassing but it was about toilet habits. I also had to touch everything all the time, anything I was close to. And I use to have to have knickers lined up for me to choose. I don't rememeber the thought that made me do all the ocds though.
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Yeah same @MissLovely I don’t remember having specific intrusive thoughts about my obsessions when I was young, more like I just needed things to feel right or else I’d be in a bad mood
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I think it's important to be able to make fun of yourself and joke about these things, so, just for fun, what's the silliness obsession you've had? Here's mine: when I was six I convinced myself that my overdue library books would create a butterfly effect that would end the world
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Since when do you believe you have OCD? Anyone who would like to share what were the indications/symptoms in childhood?
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One of my first memories of OCD was from when I was about 8-12 years old. I’ve always struggled with sleeping and prone to twisting and turning due to my brain going like 🧠 🗣️🗣️🗣️ Anyways once I couldn’t sleep and got out of bed one of my parents said, with compassion, ”oh it’s so late, why are you awake it’s school tomorrow” and when they followed me to my room I saw that the time was 22:22 and I felt a really scary feeling in my chest (today I know it was anxiety) and from that day on the time 22:22 🕰️ followed me for years. I was twisting and turning and feeling anxious about my digital clock (I’m a 90s girly) turning 22:22. I could get issues taking deep breaths, being sweaty, uncomfortable and scared and feeling like ”ITS SOON 22:22 AND WHEN THE TIME PASSES IT WILL BE TOO LATE”. I never really understood exactly what was going to be ”too late” but I’m guessing it was getting too little sleep absolutely blown out of proportion. As soon it passed 22:22 it was all good and I could fall asleep 😴 I don’t struggle with those numbers today instead I smile and feel compassionate towards little me. Still OCD sucks, I still struggle with sleep times to times and do have some magical thinking but the big difference is that I logically know that it’s not real even if it emotionally sometimes feel that way. Take care out there. If this made you feel less lonely, wanna share your first memories of OCD? ❤️
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