@Anonymousss7 Aww, how sweet of them! Those are friends worth having!!!
I think it's important for you to recognize OCD in the situation with Kamaria and her alleged other girl. Remember early on when we started talking, we talked about "themes". OCD is never isolated to just one "theme", it can manifest in multiple ways, at different times, etc. To me, the accelerated had washing and the "stalking" the girls social media page is totally related. You're seeking something, an answer, security, to solve a perceived problem... OCD. I've been struggling as well. End of last week I sent an email to my ex coworkers email accounts. I have no idea why, but I realize it was OCD. I believed it would fix a problem that doesn't exist. It's a difficult time of year, winter is cold, dark, and long. We need sunshine!!! So the stalking and the checking is indeed a compulsion, the hand washing is as well. There's a root issue there somewhere.
I'm glad you're talking with your ex boyfriend, I think. Lol. I question if now is a good time for you to enter a relationship? And if it's not that, please don't be upset with me for reading too much in to it. I'm concerned about you, and your well being, and healing. Just take anything slow with him, or anyone at this time. And try not to spin in your mind over not getting a text from him. Slow down in your thoughts, my dear friend. Like I'm an expert...lol. It's difficult. Thank for writing me. I missed you, but please don't feel obligated to write every day. I'll be here.
I'm church on Sunday at one point in the message pastor spoke a little about Psalm 13. I love the Psalms because it's so relatable, so much humanity in the writings. It starts "How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?"
It's like wow, soon to be King David had OCD too! "wrestle with my thoughts...have sorrow in my heart"
It's ok to not be ok. It's ok to not have the answer. It's ok to be a little girl for a moment and allow pain where there is pain, so healing may be possible.
When I was in the middle of recovering from my breakdown after my affair and all the mess it caused, part of the process is the "why" behind what I did. Not to make an excuse, but to understand where healing is necessary. Almost 3 years in to the process something was uncovered that sent me to a state of crying my eyes out in the fetal position on the bathroom floor for like a half hour.
I was youngest of 5, when I was real young my parents tried fostering a few chiy, one a a time. One was a baby, one was around my sister's age, and one was right around my age. I was 5 at the time. He was from a troubled home of course, and was bigger, stronger and much more physical than me. My older brothers would entice him to wrestle me down and call me names when I couldn't fight back. "Pussy", "sissy", "wimp", etc. At times he would even strangle me as I was sleeping, I'd wake to being choked. Then one time, as he was roughing me up, he scratched my face, multiple times, forehead to chin. I remember holding a looking at streaks of blood on the paper towel after holding to my face. I had scans for months on my face, including going to the first day of 1st grade in the fall. My mom told me "if anyone asks, tell them the cat did it". So, when my teacher asked on day 1, that's what I said. At 50 years old, I finally exposed a wound that needed serious healing, as I went on the bathroom floor that day.
Just a little story of my life of hurt. It's ok to allow yourself to heal.