- User type
- OCD Conqueror
- Date posted
- 1y
The Ups n Downs of OCD
The past couple months, Harm OCD has been an absolute pain. Constantly plaguing me "what ifs" and "did that mean xyz". Specifically what gets me is driving. Either near motorcycles, semis, curves on roads, and the worst is when there's a pedestrian walking alongside the road that doesn't have a sidewalk. My fear is that my body will just react without me wanting it to. So each time I am driving and I see there's a pedestrian, I tense up and it's the worst few seconds of my life. It's a field day for the OCD flooding me with what ifs. The wheel can move for whatever reason but I've learned recently what my OCD does is gets me when thought-action-fusion. Thought-action-fusion is taking two unrelated thoughts, feelings, behaviors, whatever and fusing them together to trick you into believing it is true. It can also work as Action-Thought-Fusion, which is what my OCD does with driving. I've been trying to work an exposure and use my tools but still cannot seek to overcome this. I've said it before and that is I can't try and place a time stamp on when I should be "better". In the end, it just makes it harder on ourselves when we do that. But it's hard sometimes, believe me lol. I get mad at myself because I have an arsenal of tools to use and I'm aware most times of rumination and still fall into OCD's trap. Today, I was driving my brother and I to the gym as we do every Monday. I go along this curve, get bothered but use my tools to get through it. I'm pumped and proud for doing that. I guess I spoke too soon because not long after, I approached this narrow two lane road with steady traffic flow. Usually not an issue but there was a pedestrian walking on the road with no sidewalk. My worst nightmare 🤦🏻♂️. I can't really move over much as there was oncoming traffic and I should've slowed down more cause I heard the pedestrian yell and throw their hands up. I thought they were a little disorderly but my OCD couldn't care less. I was distressed and mad that one moment I was confident and the next, I was cornered by rumination. I kept thinking, "why couldn't I just win one time?". I looked at my tools, realized I needed to "get off the treadmill" of rumination and enjoy my workout. But it was hard. I couldn't go back and redo the scenario. I was stuck with just living with it. I felt my day was "stained". Mentally, I was tired and wasn't feeling energetic. But after dropping my brother off at home and got back to my apartment, I went to play my game. Gaming is a hobby of mine, so it's normal for me to get on the game most times..actually any time I'm free lol. What I didn't expect is to end of laughing to the point of sounding like a tea kettle with a buddy of mine. I didn't intentionally try and distract myself. I just went to play the game like I normally would and ended up having a great time. I know this post is long, but this is my entire point I want to make. Our days are not stained and ruined just because we are attacked with OCD. We can still enjoy our day despite being tripped up by the OCD. To me, that is the true essence of recovery. Continuing on with our day even though we're faced with OCD. I won't lie and say the stumble isn't completely gone from my mind. When I got off the game and went to pray, it came back. I feel my OCD being the typical pest it is and saying "just because you hand a good day doesn't erase what happened..you can't get away from it." To be transparent, I struggle with that. Despite moving forward with my day and even enjoying the day after struggling with OCD, I still discredit myself and the victory of enjoying the day. I pray all the time that I can regain my confidence when passing pedestrians walking along the road. Working with my therapist, I know it's a fear for everyone. So I'm not praying to not be bothered by that. Just praying I can do why my therapist said and "just drive". Meaning the same as the "getting off the treadmill" metaphor. Which I forgot to explain a little about that, but that simply is like you're on this treadmill, rumination being the treadmill here, and you are told to get off the treadmill and you then ask, "but what do I do now?" and you are told ANYTHING but getting back on the treadmill. I am not perfect and that's okay. Some days are much harder than others. To be honest, some days I wish I could just hide from the world of triggers. But I can't and don't want to let OCD have that power over me. So, if you're reading this. Let's rest up. Each day is a new day. There is no time stamp on when we should be "free" of OCD. All we can do is live life one day at a time, enjoying one moment at time. I share this because I received an "OCD Conqueror" badge but that doesn't mean I don't face hardships. I share this also as a reminder to not be so hard on myself. To remind myself that OCD will always try and block out our "sun" so that we can't celebrate our victories. Please know that you are not alone in this. I'm here to say that we can still enjoy our lives with OCD. We just have to keep working and remaining positive. Love as always. 💚