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- 10w ago
Ocd
My OCD has never been this strong, it's so real, it feels like it will never go away, it's never been this strong for me and it's very scary.
My OCD has never been this strong, it's so real, it feels like it will never go away, it's never been this strong for me and it's very scary.
I think it has something to do with the fact that it's so strong and true to life because I live in my head and I don't have a social life. I'm at home all day and I'm not around other people outside of my family, plus the depression.
There’s always opportunities for change. If you feel like you want to add more social things into your life , you can. Volunteering is a great place to start. You’ll get some social time plus the added benefit of helping others. I also think focusing on helping someone else helps you get out of your head ( it usually does for me anyway ) maybe share how your feeling with your family for some extra support right now too
I'm actually just hoping that once I'm working and not at home and I'm around people every day, I hope this will all go away or at least ease up a lot.
You can always reach out to your therapist for more support too
i feel you and i’m sorry to hear that. I’ve been isolated at home for the past 3 years with occasional short outings. Isolation and not being social definitely amplified OCD and mental health issues as well as health conditions. Sending lots of love and hugs <3
The problem is that since my girlfriend left me, I haven't been walking at all. When I still had my girlfriend, I was on the street and among people and there was no social media. Since she broke up with me, I'm at home and I'm very I rarely go out when I meet my friends, unfortunately I rarely get to meet them and that's why I'm at home all the time and I think that's why my OCD is so strong and that's why I feel like this I guess this feeling never gets old.
The problem is that I'm afraid to go out with people because I know I'll have intrusive thoughts about everyone and they'll get stuck and it'll only get worse because it's so lifelike.
I simply have no sense of the real world, I live in my head, I think that's why this whole thing is so lifelike and bad.
I'm afraid it won't go away and I won't be able to live anymore, I just can't.
When I was with my girlfriend, I had a social life, I was always in the city with my girlfriend among people and then there was no OCD at all, but since she broke up with me 3 months ago, there is simply no I don't have a social life, I'm always at home with my family and I live in my head. I think this is a big reason why OCD is so real and strong, and depression is something I just found out about.What is all this nonsense? If I had known this a long time ago, I wouldn't have let it get bad.
Since he broke up with me, I've only been in town sometimes when I'm meeting my friends or going with my parents, and so since then I've only been living in my head and I don't have any social life or anything, and people.I'm not even outside of my family and I've simply forgotten what it feels like to be without OCD.And let's just say, being among people and being with people, I've simply forgotten what it's like to be out there and be among people. It's like I'm in a prison, in a prison of my own head, and I'm the cause of it, but unfortunately it's become so strong that I don't think it'll go away.
I’m losing it completely, I’ve never had a flare up like this with contamination. I’m so burnt out seriously , I feel like I’m going insane. My hands are cracking and bleeding from washing them and my family’s getting very tired of me , they think I should go stay in a hospital or something for a while because of how bad it is. OCD as taken away my relationships with people , I can’t sit on the couch anymore with my family , I can’t hug my dog anymore , I can’t relax ever. I just needed to write this down as I really can’t process my feelings right now as I have too many thoughts , any advice?
So I've had OCD since I was a child. Like really young. The first intrusive thought I can remember was when I was 5. It just keeps getting worse and lately they've been making me physically ill or throwing me into extreme panic attacks again ( ones where I can't move my body ) the other night I thought God was trying to kill me because I was thinking about ending myself from OCD+ life issues but in reality I was just having a panic attack😭😭it affects me daily. It gets a little better with therapy but I don't see therapy coming into my life any time soon and I'm not even sure if I would want to go (for multiple reasons). To wrap this up if you have severe ocd can you tell me what it's like?? I don't want to label anything without proper research and hearing others perspectives. Thank you!! <3 (My profile says all of my subtypes if that helps any)
I have a lot of thoughts about the universe, and they’re overwhelming—like being caught in a rip current, except it’s all inside my head. Most of the time, they’re about how small we are, how there really isn’t a “we” because our bodies aren’t truly ours—we’re just bacteria, cells, and microbes. The thoughts spiral, deeper and deeper, smaller and smaller, coiling until suddenly, I’m pulled under, drowning in a whirlpool. I’ve never felt like this before, and I’m convinced I’ve been faking it somehow. For the past few weeks, my OCD has been worse than it’s ever been in my 20 years of life. Or maybe I’m just more aware of it now. Has anyone else had their OCD suddenly get really bad? Does it ever end—if it even can? I’ve convinced myself that my intrusive thoughts aren’t actually intrusive, that my OCD is a choice, and that everything I do is intentional. As for compulsions, I don’t have the typical “If I don’t do ____ then ____ will happen” kind of thoughts. Instead, my brain simply commands, “Do ____,” and I always give in. It’s so loud in my head, and I can’t shake the feeling that I’m an imposter. Like I don’t belong here—like my presence on this app is an intrusion, invalidating everyone else’s struggles just by downloading it and daring to post. If anyone feels that way, if you think I’m intruding, I’m sorry. I only came here because I have no one to share my diagnosis with. Pouring my thoughts out, hoping someone might understand, feels less suffocating than journaling. Journaling is like letting a wound fester—each word burying the thoughts deeper, leaving them to decay in silence, for nobody to ever read but myself.
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