- Date posted
- 2y
Feels Unreal
Tbh, my OCD is rarely spoken of irl as I keep it to myself. I only write about ocd online so it’s like a deep dark secret of mine, lol. If anyone finds out this about me, it’s all over…
Tbh, my OCD is rarely spoken of irl as I keep it to myself. I only write about ocd online so it’s like a deep dark secret of mine, lol. If anyone finds out this about me, it’s all over…
I told a family member and they took it really well. The fact I even said it out loud really surprised me but I’m glad I did.
It’s definitely not all over; this is a mental illness.
Nothing over lol.... There's nothing wrong with you.... Nobody in my life also doesn't know about it..... But if somebody finds it out that's not over for me or neither you...
I know what that is like. I hid my OCD as best I could but others noticed something was there. I would just say “it’s fine, I’m fine” because I was embarrassed. Recently I started talking about it to close family and friends. It’s hard but it has helped me to say these things out loud. Irl.
I have thoughts that others think that I think my private parts smell. It’s twisted. But I freeze up and have trouble concentrating. I don’t overly bathe or spray perfume, I know I don’t smell. But, OCD tells me, “Well I know we don’t smell, but they think you are acting as if we do. So leave the room, bite your cheek, turn your head or many of the other body postures you do to stay afloat. Because, they all know and you will be ostracized and laughed at”.
I still hide my ocd. Even from my partner to a certain extent only bc I don’t think he’ll understand. I only talk about it in here or to my therapist c
I hid mine for over 30 yrs. I finally told him. He’s very supportive and didn’t laugh, act weird or make me feel weird either. He told me of some of the thoughts he has as well. So he and my therapist are the only ones who know. It is hard to share such embarrassing stuff, but one day I felt so alone and defeated and was crying inconsolably and then I said” I never told you this. But I want you to know about my thoughts and how distraught it makes me. And I’ve been suffering ever since I met you”. Yup! I told him. It was very tough to do. I hear ya. You don’t have to share though.
I've been struggling with ocd since I was 7. I'm 18 now and it feels like the older I've gotten the worse it's gotten. I don't know how to deal with it and i feel so lost and alone. Its hard for me to even say what my intrusive thoughts are or to even fully acknowledge it to myself in my head because im scared that if i put it out in the world itll be true or if i acknowledge the thought it solidifies it and makes it true. i feel like im just over exaggerating what im feeling and im turning something that isnt there into something bigger which makes it hard to talk about it with other people. Especially because im not diagnosed but I know it's ocd but what if it isnt? What if im lying to myself or I'm just doing it to get attention and I don't realize it? I just try to deal with it on my own but it's so hard and feels impossible. I feel like ocd has contaminated every part of my life that I enjoy. The things that used to bring me comfort are now filled with things that trigger my ocd and bring me anxiety.
Please if someone can reply! I really just need someone to talk to. I don’t even know how to control my OCD. It honestly feels like it’s controlling me. Everyday my mind focuses on every bodily sensation I have and it’s like a broken record player, I have horrible health anxiety and my OCD just makes it worst just thinking about it everyday. It feels like everyone who I explain it to looks at me like I’m stupid/crazy. I use to be much more tame with my OCD, I use to eat things without worry, now I can’t even touch things I use to eat without worrying that I’ll get an allergic reaction (despite eating them BEFORE,,,but my mind tells me otherwise) and omg worrying about heart attacks, pulmonary issues..and I couldn’t even enjoy my own child’s birth because my mind was on high alert thinking I would hemorrhage any second or develop pre-E (complications of postpartum) I was miserable for the first couple of months of my baby’s life and I didn’t know what to do. And now, I’m pregnant with my second (4wks) and all the OCD thoughts and anxiety is coming back at me and I have no one to talk to, I feel lonely. And even if I considered taking a pill, I’d worry about being allergic to it and refusing to take it. I ruin everything for everyone. I remember I ate out one night and I started to think “you’re gonna pass out! You’re gonna pass out! (Without ever passing out before) and I had to leave! I feel like I ruin the mood for everyone when I don’t even try to, and I hate it.
So I know I've talked about my fear of being hacked/watched without my knowledge and at the same time that same fear has also made me scared that i've said incriminating things or confessed to a crime I didn't commit out loud without realizing and that this person (who probably doesn't even exist) is going to use it against me in the future and ruin my life. To the point where I've covered all my device cameras. Yeah, I know. Incredibly outlandish. Anyways. The past few months it's just been my brain convincing me that my life is over or that it's going to end and not just end, but like I'm going to lose everyone that I love because of said "incriminating things" though I know I haven't done anything wrong. Of course, there's a part of me that realises that this is really unlikely because I'm not that important of a person for someone to lie in wait for decades and decide to ruin my life just because though I don't doubt that there are people like that out there (i really hope they're few and far between). However, there's another part of me that also really believes that this is all true. And sometimes I wonder if I'm going insane. Coupled with what I believe are false memories, the anxiety has been taxing every day. And I find it hard to sit with uncertainty because this worst case scenario terrifies me. I'm scared of being unloved and abandoned and also deathly afraid of being perceived as a bad person. And of course, also scared of being a bad person and my brain is convinced that I must be. Anyways. Who knows. Maybe. Maybe not. I wanted to share because I know that OCD or I guess any kind of mental illness (whatever it is I'm suffering from if it isn't OCD) likes to convince us that our fears are too niche and that this worry wouldn't be present if it wasn't real. OCD likes to use that as proof. I've learnt though that there are many people like me on this app, and even though it's still scary, it makes me feel less alone. It can be very tiring and honestly sometimes I ask myself how I'm still here even though it's been a few months and some people on here have experienced episodes like this for years or even decades. I keep hoping I'll wake up one day and it will be like this never happened. If you've taken the time to read this incredibly long waffle session of mine that's more like a drawn-pit diary entry, thank you. And if you feel comfortable with sharing, please do :)
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