Community discussion: What OCD told me vs. reality

We had a really wonderful family trip. When we landed and loaded up in our car OCD told me that the trip was so good that we would die in a car crash on the way home. Because things can’t be that good. Then what happened is we got home safely. No terrible death of my family by a car crash. Just another normal drive.

The other day mine told me my boyfriend was going to break up with me because there was a stain on the carpet at my moms house when we visited. Later that day he said we should buy a house together

When I was 12 or 13 I watched an interview with Martina Navratilova. She is gay and plays tennis, I also play tennis so I must be gay. This one took about a year to move past. During that time I was diagnosed with OCD. I am now 49 am not in fact gay, still love tennis and feel silly for wasting so much time on something that didn’t matter either way in the end.

My OCD loves to convince me that I’m a disgusting monster who doesn’t deserve to get better. But it’s wrong because my real event happened when I was a child and what I’ve done then doesn’t mean I’d make that mistake or decision again. It doesn’t define me.

One day at work one of our padlocks had broken, I happened to be the only one strong enough to use the bolt cutters and another lady watched me do it… my brain said I must be a lesbian because I looked masculine and I must’ve been trying to impress that lady 😂 still with my boyfriend but that was rough

Constant battle of my ocd telling me my food is going to poison me, me forcing myself to eat it, and now look at me. Fed and not poisoned

Anyone else with harm ocd scared to post theirs? Mine seem pretty R rated…

That nobody liked me. The actual fact was so many ppl loved/love me

We have a broken plate at home. Every time I set the table, my OCD tells me that whoever gets that plate will die, so to feel less guilty, I take it for myself. Fortunately, I’m not dead yet!

The OCD is saying if I’m not feeling connected/in love/giddy in my relationship all the time it means that we’re doomed in the future and I will for sure feel disconnected in the future so we shouldn’t get married. If we get married and I feel like this I will be stuck feeling like this forever and be in an unhappy marriage.

I have a few. I was at a Cracker Barrel and a girl was talking to me about tea. I called my parents freaking out because I was convinced by my ocd that this girl was hitting on me. She wasn't. I'm straight. I stepped on a stick once and thought I got bit by a snake and kept looking at my leg. I constantly think I'm going to be fired when I have never had a bad review. Every groin response I feel no matter the scene or who is in it I thought I would cheat on my boyfriend. My ocd kept saying I'm Jesus and I felt like I was going to hell for that. Also had thoughts about becoming a man because I'm not a good enough woman. Thought I was demisexual... Did not know what even that was. Thought I was going to have a heart attack or syphillis for eating a French fry.... The list goes on. But my all time favorite is how I'm clearly a lesbian because I own a black male dog.... LOL

My OCD told me when I was a child that I would be punished for being bad by me getting magically pregnant with the antichrist. It felt really real when I was a kid and I had no idea it was OCD. Now I know and I have a relationship with a God of Grace not punishment

I watched an episode of a tv show and the couple was having some hard issues and the world was ending and so they might break up because it’s hard and things are getting in the way but they might stay together. I am not sure. My OCD tells me that if my boyfriend and I are having uncertainty or having things or issues get in the way that we need to work through before getting married like the couple in the tv show, then that means we should break up and I am missing something and sining against God.

OCD said that it was my fault that my previous workplace lost federal funding. Somehow it was me, even though I left a year before federal funding got cut. I also thought it was my fault all my friends there are quitting and don’t like working there. I saw a lot of them last night, and no, they just don’t like our manager and are tired of being chronically undervalued and underpaid. Like, I valued all of them and got two of them better pay when I was there. But my manager above me was not helping them navigate the storm, they were just adding to it. I was never adding to the storm, though my OCD told me I was always the problem… looking back, no, I was constantly helping my coworkers, getting all the paperwork done in time. I was responsible for filling federal reports and I always did them correctly. Like, no, I was not responsible for federal funding being cut. The federal government is responsible for that!!! What a silly thought. That’s actually the thought that made me seek therapy. OCD was a lot sneakier before that, but it showed its hand a little too much, and I finally found the culprit who had been making me feel SO guilty for years about so many things. What a relief I found out about NOCD and got diagnosed in like two days. I’m very grateful, y’all, for uncovering this thing that’s been elusive for so long.

My boys turned one on the 14th and four on the 19th. In the days leading up to their birthdays, my OCD had me convinced something awful was going to happen, either to them or to me. I kept spiraling into thoughts that they wouldn’t make it to their next age, or that I’d suddenly die from some unknown illness on one of their birthdays and they’d spend every year remembering that instead of celebrating. But none of that happened. We’re all still here.. alive, safe, and together. And we got to celebrate both of their birthdays surrounded by friends and family🖤

I constantly think I’m gonna get fired at work. I’ve never had a bad review.

My OCD told me it was a sin to touch or associate with anything man made, so I couldn’t speak cuz language was man made, couldn’t eat cuz the farmers were people, couldn’t breath because the air was in the house because it was man made, couldn’t pray because I’d be praying in English 😃! I was 12

My ocd told me to kill myself so I told it that’s not gonna happen because I have a good life then called it words that I can’t repeat

When I was very young I was convinced if I didn’t fall asleep with the white noise of my vents on I’d die, or if I went to sleep during 3 am I’d get killed by monsters/demons. so I’d often force myself to stay awake until the clock hit 4. This was definitely not healthy for a 4th-6th grade kid and it’s the biggest proof to myself that I do have ocd

My ocd told me I am a Muslim no hate to them all respect but if my hair would touch the back of my hair to long or if it wasn’t out right I would freak out to the point where I would start to cry

That I an psychic and have no choice but to marry a woman and my ex who I will never will stop loving will marry my friend and I that I unintentionally manifested it and what God’s plan and what is meant to be is that. I’m so scared bc we don’t know what is going to actually happen and it could and I might have manifested it

Sorry probably should have triggered warn

One that happened in my teens was I would have to hold my tongue onto my gums for 5 seconds exactly or I would have mouth cancer. If I didn’t do it exactly right I would have to repeat the process until it felt just right

I said goodnight to my mom and said that I loved her and then “Mr silly”(OCD) told me that because I loved her it meant that I didint love the rest of my family and that I wanted them to die but like none of them died so..🤷

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Constantly think I’m gonna be fired even though my manager tells me I’m doing a great job, think everyone hates me even though people reach out to hang out, that I’ve done something wrong but no one is telling me and the list goes on! So much fun!

My partner doesn’t love or trust me because I all him to help me with chores 🤦🏼‍♀️

What OCD told me would happen: that I was going to get arrested and go to jail because I hit someone and drove off, even though I knew I hit them. Or I was never gonna get arrested but I was gonna live the rest of my life feeling that I should’ve. What really happened: nothing

A few weeks ago I drove past the bank I used to work at and they had new bars on the windows, I immediately thought that they had been robbed and that it was somehow my fault. I recognized it as an OCD thought but the feeling that I was guilty for something was so strong. I also had a lot of morality stuff going on while I worked there. like one time I couldn’t get past the thought that I had mailed a packet of account numbers to a random person (even though I checked the envelope several times) and now people’s identities would be stolen and their accounts drained—which would mean that I caused harm, which would mean that I was a bad person. And every time a teller would be short on their drawer, I’d feel sick and start panicking like it was my fault. I can’t tell you how many times I checked my purse to be sure I didn’t “accidentally” steal anything.