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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’ve always had OCD, and for most of my life it was little things that seemed manageable at the time or something that would phase out of my head within a couple days/weeks/months. But, the older I got the more severe it became, I’d find myself collapsing deeper and deeper within my own head trying to out think the thoughts that bothered me. About a year ago I had a thought that rattled me to my core. My brothers and I were watching a movie in our mother’s room when my youngest brother turned to me to say something. His close proximity to me triggered a fleeting sexually explicit image in my head and that thought caused me to spiral. Asking questions like, “are you attracted to your minor brother? Are you attracted to minors? Are you gay? Etc.” a couple days went by and my mental stability continued to crumble until I broke down to my mother, she was understanding and we found a a psychiatrist. I got on medication and for a while everything was slowly but surely trending in a positive direction. The thoughts would still pop into my head but they were becoming more manageable. As we all know OCD and mental illness comes in waves. Currently my OCD has been pretty severe. I feel those intrusive thoughts latching on in my head and it’s been very hard to kick them. It’s gotten to the point where I find myself being uncomfortable being in close proximity with my little brother because I feel as though I am capable of harming him in any way. And the more uncomfortable I become being around him the more I find myself lashing out in anger towards the people I care about the most. Those moments of anger cause me to spiral even farther as my head fills with ideas like “what if you are capable of hurting someone or even murdering them?” There’s times where these thoughts rattle me so much that I feel like it would be better to be in prison where I couldn’t harm someone or that even being dead would be a better solution than possibly running the risk of hurting someone in my life I care about. This is about the jist of it, a majority of the OCD I have is centered around the idea that I am capable of harming my little brother physically, mentally, sexually. It’s been exhausting and it feels like there is no end in sight.
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So basically I didn’t know till my hocd started. But looking back at my life I had ocd since I was a kid. Like 6-7 years old. First time happening I remember that when I was doing stuff many times I had to say something like a little poem in my head to stop it. Then I had this thing were if I felt my left foot touch the floor 5 times I had to do the touch the floor with my right foot too. Then I had something I guess contamination??? Basically after washing my hands I had a sensation on my hand like I could still “feel” the germs and I had to wash them again. Then I started having thoughts of my family members getting hurt. I had intrusive thoughts about me hurting my dog. Then I had this obsession that a guy who used to be in my school is looking for me to beat me up. And how it’s this obsession about my sexuality even tho I never doubted or questioned it before. Is that possible??? Like can you be born with it? I’m pretty sure both my parents have it too. At least at some level. Take my father for example he had an obsession that he was going to die the moment he turned 30.
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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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