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I don’t know
I don’t even know if I love my own boyfriend anymore because of my OCD, I want it all to stop…
I don’t even know if I love my own boyfriend anymore because of my OCD, I want it all to stop…
Your brain is only feeding you the same thoughts that you fear. If you weren’t afraid, it wouldn’t feed it to you. It is trying to protect you because it believes there is a problem. But as you know there is not a problem. Don’t reason with the thoughts. Ignorance is the only thing you can do. They will go away naturally.
you only feel you do not love your boyfriend because your ocd is telling you that you do not. your ocd does not define you and you are the one who knows if you love him or not. loving someone is complex and there will be barriers that keep you from believing that you love someone or something. if you know you love him, you do. keep telling yourself that your ocd is trying to trick you and is trying to take happiness away from you. sometimes thoughts will just come and we have to find things to distract us like music or going into nature.
I’ve been feeling the exact same lately. I haven’t been saying I love you back to him one minute I love him next im getting these thoughts and getting confused
@ambermayx SAME that’s how I’ve been feeling!
@Spirit130 It’s exhausting to constantly be fighting it like I keep thinking do I need to break up with him Is this the right relationship I just don’t know
for me it’s getting to the point where i don’t feel in love with my boyfriend anymore. i’m trying to keep myself from compulsing since my compulsions are all mental. it’s like the thoughts consume my mind every second of every day and i can’t catch a break. it’s like i want to be with him so bad but my brain won’t allow me. any advice?
Hi everyone, I’m a 30-year-old woman, and I’ve been in a relationship with my boyfriend for 5 years. I’ve always felt emotionally close to him — he’s caring, supportive, and we planned a future together, including having a family. I don’t want to leave him. He means so much to me. But for a while now, I’ve been obsessing over the fact that I don’t feel much sexual attraction to him anymore. It’s not like I never felt anything — when we first met, there were butterflies, excitement, emotional connection… something real. He was never “just a friend” to me. But the physical side of the relationship feels like it’s slowly faded, and I’m panicking about what that means. I keep thinking things like: – “Maybe I chose the wrong person.” – “You can’t be in love without sexual desire.” – “If I was truly in love, I would still want him.” – “What if I’ve been lying to myself this whole time?” Sometimes my body reacts — I can feel physical closeness or even arousal — but my mind shuts down and says: “no, this isn’t right.” Other times, I feel tension, resistance, or even disgust during intimacy, and I can’t tell if that’s anxiety or if something is fundamentally wrong. What makes this even more confusing is that I truly believe that real love includes sexual attraction. For me, it’s all part of one feeling — not separate. So if the attraction is gone, does that mean the love is too? Is it possible that this is still OCD — that my mind is obsessing and disconnecting me from my real feelings? Has anyone experienced something similar? Any support would mean so much. I feel so stuck between my mind and my heart.
I’m struggling so much, I don’t know what’s changed. I was doing so well for a solid two months and now it’s been over a month of just my lowest point. My bf has gotten upset at how much I do compulsions and it’s taxing him too. I can’t imagine how hard it is to be my partner right now. I feel exhausted I’m tired of my OCD finding new things to obsess or worry over. I’m so TIRED of getting stuck on technicalities. I’m so exhausted with the constant intrusive thoughts and intrusive thinking. I’m so sick of how compulsive I get when I’m so riddled with anxiety. I don’t want to keep pushing. It feels pointless if my life is going to be a constant loop of ups and extreme lows. I feel like such a disgusting, embarrassing person. I don’t want love because I don’t feel like I deserve it. I don’t want patience or understanding because it makes me feel so guilty. Like no one is understanding how bad of person I could truly be. I’m so lost and tired of this
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