@KSELUME Hi. How are you?
I hate myself for being afraid to be who I am and say what I think because of what other people might think of me. I find myself always complimenting other people (you are great, you are amazing, You area great mother, you are so strong, I wish I were you,....) even if I know they don't deserve. They never say anything nice to me.
I am so grateful anytime someone makes me feel good for a moment that I just want to give them a small present as a token of my thankfulness. I usually don't because until I see them again they will have already found a way to disappoint me, ignore me, make fun of me.
I am so hungry for emotional support, that I feel I need to pay (presents, thank you emails or texts...) for any nice word said to me, even by my therapist. I am hopeless.
I for example have promised myself, that the next time I run into my next door neighbour, I will just say hello and go my way. I have never done that. Before she started treating me as if I were some sort of a curse or jinxed, I always smiled, took the time to talk to her,...
In the other hand I wish to ask her what I did wrong for her to just ignore me and hide from me like that. I have lost so many people in my life, it hurts to lose more. Me and my ocd.
And the scariest part for me is, that when I see her, I might smile and talk to her as if she never hurt me. I do that to myself. I have no backbone.
I have never said to someone that they are idiots or sent them to hell in their face, even if I am sure 99% of all other people in the world would at certain occasions.
I believe that is why they take me for granted and get rid of me when they have nothing else to take from me.
I am so pathetic, that when someone is really mean to me, breaks my heart and I have no contact with them anymore, that I feel sorry and a strange kind of loving regret that I lost them. A person might stab me in my back and I feel sorry for loosing them, miss them.
My ocd doesn't let me and my hubby have any visitors in our home. I think I lose people because of that as well.
I can go out or visit people at their homes, but after a while it becomes not ok because they never come to me and I just don't trust them enough to tell them about my OCD.
My therapist was trying to practice ERP with me, but she has no idea how it should be done. I don't either. I just know it is not the way she thinks it is. She has just finished studying psychology and thinks she knows it all about all disorders and conditions and therapies.
I would appreciate your view on my stupid character. Why do I do this to myself?
If this is too much to ask from you, I apologize in advance, just tell me. I can't tell you how much I appreciate talking to someone who knows what kind of horror a life with ocd can be.
Thank you.