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- 19d
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- 19d
Yes. I hear you and appreciate you sharing your story. ❤️ I also went through a very traumatic medical experience at 14 that I live with daily. I feel like I live in constant fear. Afraid to take risks, to enjoy myself, to form new relationships. My OCD makes this difficult in a similar way like, “I didn’t sleep well it eat good enough that means I’m going to have an seiz***.” “Oh, I COULD be stressed about this really small thing (I’m probably not), so I’m going to have a seiz***.” I feel like I am spending my life paranoid and waiting for the next one. I absolutely relate, you are not alone in this feeling ❤️
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- 18d
I’m one of those 1% type people too. Trauma and OCD like to tell us “these bad things happened in the past, so bad things are always going to happen” and then gear us up for the worst—heightening anxiety and making us miserable. One of my therapists helped me reframe that by thinking, “the worst case scenario has already happened. And I survived! Nothing life can throw at me now is going to be able to break me.” Im sorry you were labeled as the sick kid. That’s really hard. Seriously tho, take a sec to appreciate how tough you are!!
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- OCD Conqueror
- Date posted
- 18d
I am so sorry that happened to you. I could not begin to imagine. Catastrophizing is a mechanism to keep you safe. If you think of the possibility you can either figure out how to avoid it or how to be better prepared. Have you had therapy for these obstacles? I believe in your healing 🩷 Also don’t forget, you LIVED through the 1%. You can do hard things!!! You’ve already proved that.
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- 15d
I fully understand how you feel after everything. I grew up as the “medical child” in my family. Constant doctor visits, missed days from school bc of illnesses or appointments, etc. and back in April 2024 I got diagnosed with a rare chronic condition (hypermobility Ehlers Danlos Syndrome) but all throughout my childhood growing up I was bullied for being the “sick kid” at school or told I was faking everything just to get out of school (I wish I had been 🥲). So now I’m constantly questioning my body and my symptoms that occur from my condition especially since it’s a rare and an invisible one. I’m constantly told “well everyone’s in pain you just have to push through it” even when my hip could be on the verge of dislocating. It’s caused me to question everything I do and I have to think about how to explain why I’m feeling the way I am because I’ve never been allowed to just rest because of fatigue there had to be a valid reason or I would be “lazy”. And I fully understand the worrying about the worst that could come and I feel for you🫶🏼
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- 23w
Hi, I’m new here!! I’m praying I don’t get judged for this. But, back in late May of 2022 ( literally right before I graduated high school), I added this one random girl from my school on Snapchat. She posted something about a graduation party , so I swiped up on her story basically saying how I can’t believe we’re almost graduated. She replied and we had a really short and simple conversation. The next day ( i believe) , we started talking a lot , and I just so happened to see her at the highschool when we were grabbing our graduation outfits and doing the rehearsal. When I saw her irl, I kinda got turned off ( I heard she was kinda crazy) , and on top of that , she was a little ugly irl. I remember seeing her Snapchat bio , and she was close friends with my female cousin ( a year younger than me) , who I happened to experiment sexually with when I was 10-11 years old. I remember going to work later that day and having sort of a lightbulb flick thought ( it wasn’t a good thought though) , what if my cousin told her about what happened when we were younger? So I started to kind of panic and immediately distanced myself from that girl. I also experimented sexually with one of my female friends when I was 10-11 , and from that day onwards, I’ve been pretty much living in paranoia and a little bit of guilt about someone finding out and my life being ruined . On top of that, It’s gotten worse to now sometimes I wonder if a girl I added off of quick add ( Snapchat) is underage even if they told me they were 18+ or had 18 and above in their bio, and I get so much guilt and anxiety about that. I even had a quick thought last February on what if I did something inappropriate with my younger cousin when I was 15-16 but I just can’t exactly remember when it happened , and it still eats me alive when I think about it, because I don’t know if it happened or not. I’m sorry for the long vent, I just wish I felt normal again. No matter how much I try to do things that old me used to do, life always feels “ off”. I always kept the top part about when I was younger a secret up until early (ish ) 2024, then I vented to one of my best friends and he told me that that’s a normal thing to do at a young age. Since then, I have told multiple friends and they all say they did similar stuff, but my brain just can’t accept that. Please help me, I quite literally overthink everything nowadays. 2021 was the last full year that I felt normal ( coincidentally, the best year of my life so far) . It’s not just about sexual related things either, sometimes I’ll wonder if I messed up something at work or hit a car while driving/hit someone and drove off. I just wanna live my life how I was supposed to live it after highschool ( carefree and happy) before whatever it is ( I think it’s ocd) hit me unexpectedly. Thanks to anyone who read this , I just needed to pour it out regardless of how negative I felt typing this, I hope someone can relate , because I feel so alone in my head at times.
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- 22w
I started dealing with OCD when I became fixated on health issues, particularly the fear of contracting a life-threatening disease. If I experienced any kind of medical symptom, no matter how small, that even remotely hinted at something potentially fatal, it would drive me crazy, and I couldn’t stop obsessing over it. Then one day, I started having intrusive thoughts about accidentally hitting someone with my car, and I would end up driving in circles to check if I had. Eventually, I found myself overwhelmed by a flood of new obsessive thoughts and compulsions. One day, while I was at the park, a squirrel came near me, and for some reason, I felt like it attacked me. I Googled it and learned that squirrels could carry rabies, which spiraled me into a deep fear of rabies. I became consumed with the thought I received a bite from a squirrel, raccoon, or bat any time I’m in areas that trigger me. It started off only being inside then transferred to even being in my own home. This made me obsess over every physical sensation in my body, compulsively checking to make sure nothing was wrong. One compulsion that I hated the most would to be putting rubbing alcohol on me to make sure that I had no open wounds. Every day feels like I’m walking around in a fog of anxiety, constantly worrying that I won’t even make it to old age. Sometimes, it gets so overwhelming that I just want it all to end. It stresses me so bad at times to where my brain feels like I’ve been studying all day.
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- 18w
Hello, my name is Brittany, and I have been living with obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) for as long as I can remember. However, since experiencing a stroke that I believe was a result of chiropractic care, my struggles have intensified and become overwhelmingly exhausting. I have always been acutely aware of my body and its signals, which has led to a heightened sense of worry about potential health complications. Though I’ve always had a tendency to worry, the anxiety that has surged since my stroke feels insurmountable. I’m reaching out in hopes of connecting with others who understand this journey, sharing stories and experiences in the hope that, one day, I might find a way to overcome these challenges or at least discover some relief from the relentless grip of anxiety.
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