My OCD: Me: It's not clean enough. It doesn't look good! I've tried everything I can think of. What do you suggest? Friend, who is literally a professional housekeeper: That is as clean as it can possibly get. You did it better than I would have. Me: It's not clean enough. *has a complete meltdown for 2 hours over it*

I am obsessed with cleaning, I will clean even when the house is clean. It's not that I am worried about getting sick. It just makes me feel better to have everything perfect, clean and in its place. This is effecting others in the house though because I get frustrated if someone comes in with their shoes on and brings a tiny bit of dirt in. Or if my partner doesn't leave areas clean the way i do. I also feel like it effects my child because I can't bare mess, when she gets toys out I feel like I'm tidying as she is playing. I must clean 3 times a day and sometimes I can't leave the house without doing certain chores. Or it plays on my mind all day. Its frustrating, I feel burnt out because I never stop

When things are messy or seem messy I freak out. Everything has to be perfect and the way I like it and the way I feel its supposed to be. But today my house was getting renovated and we had to move all the furniture around and clump it together and it made me all overwhelmed all weekend and I was lashing out and being difficult to anyone that interacted with me because nothing was how it was supposed to be. I cried multiple times and I just couldn't help it. Sometimes for no reason at all I wonder if I actually have OCD, like maybe I'm faking it or I have a couple problems with how I keep my room clean and I'm overreacting and turning it into something much bigger. But I know that's stupid because it's obvious that I have severe OCD. Today is the kind of day that's kind of like a wake up call. Today I didn't doubt the fact that I have OCD and I struggled a lot. And then when it was all said and done I obsessed over putting everything back in it's place and perfecting everything like I always do. And then I was fine like it never happened, except for the fact that I know how triggered I was today and how much I struggled and wanted to completely breakdown and scream. OCD is a serious mental illness and today was proof of that. Today was proof that I'm not as okay as I thought I was and that i shouldn't brush off my OCD as something that isn't important or serious. Thank you to anyone who listens

First my credit card fell on the floor at the coffee shop. I managed to pick it up with gloves, clean it with wet wipes and put it back in my wallet (usually I would try to wash it, but managed to just wipe and put away). Then as ai was throwing away the wipes and gloves, my glasses fell out of my bag, onto the floor. They were in the case so I ended up dumping the glasses on the table and discarding the case (but later found my good case that I've been looking for in my car since last year 😁). I later decided to get rid of the 3 bags of garbage sitting on my counter, went outside, and of course it was raining. I continued to the dumpster, and tried to throw it from a distance. One bag hit the dumpster, while the other 2 went in. I didn't want to get in trouble, so I picked up the bag and threw it in (despite that it felt extra contaminated), and removed the gloves I had on. I continued to enter my apartment and touch stuff (even though it was raining and water that was on my contaminated gloves could have gotten on me). I continued then to go clean my bathtub/shower/shower curtain. Right now I'm trying very hard not to start avoiding touching things and still working a bit about contamination in my apartment (I have chain type contamination OCD that is disgust based, not getting sick based). I hate this😭