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Dear laurashep, life is about making decisions and that’s ok. Because that’s the way we build what we want for ourselves. Sometimes there’re bad decisions (for example, stealing something). But lately I’ve been thinking there’s no good or bad decisions. During many years I thought I had to choose something and that choice had to equal some destiny’s choice. As if there was a destiny and life was about finding out what that destiny was. In that context every decision is stressful, because what if that decision keeps you far away from your “destiny”. But now I think there’s no such a thing. It’s your life, not the destiny’s life. I must think about what I want today, what I deeply want today and make a decision accordingly. If I make a mistake, I can fix it later. We’re learning. We’re all learning. Just don’t harm you or harm others: I believe that’s the only rule.
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I find it so hard to make decisions :(
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@leandrito wow thank you so much! Funny, that’s exactly how I feel. Like I don’t know what decision is right for my destiny. I agonize so much over making the “right” choice, afraid that I’m going to mess up a path I’m “supposed” to be on. I am trying to embrace that there is no such thing, but it is so hard. It is so nice to know other people are experiencing the same thing. Thank you for your encouraging words. You’re right, we’re all learning!
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My therapists taught me that finding it hard to make decisions is part of OCD!
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Yes it really makes it so so hard!
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Hello! I am really looking for some advice. I have been struggling with OCD for a few years now and it drastically affects my daily life. I am going to give a quick run through of my OCD, and then the current situation I am in now. So for almost 2 years now my most prominent themes of OCD have been getting sick with the stomach bug (emetaphobia) and watching someone die/ having to see large amount of blood or do CPR on someone (I just graduated nursing school). Last year I stopped eating out, wouldn’t touch any of my food with my hands, would wash my hands until they bleed every day, bleached everything I touched when I was in public etc… I would have these major panic attacks all the time and the thought of getting sick hasn’t left my head 24/7 for 2 years. I was unable to complete my nursing school clinicals due to panic attacks each time I was at the hospital afraid someone would die and get these terrible images in my head. I didn’t sleep ever, barely graduated. I did ERP after school and was able to make up the clinical days I missed. Got to a point where I was eating again, felt like I was able to get my hands clean just by washing them. I have been doing exposures every day, and have accepted that getting sick will probably happen at one point and I am okay with it as long as I am at home when it happens. So locking myself in my apartment for 48hr every time after I could have been exposed to the stomach bug is major progress for me and I have been overall doing much better. Fast forward to now: It’s time for me to start my new job on a med/surg floor in a hospital. This week I have made it through a few days of orientation with panic attacks day and night but I am doing it even though I am petrified. I don’t feel ready for this big of a step, being exposed to both of my biggest fears constantly. Today at orientation the girl sitting next to me told me she had been vomiting all day, and continued to run out of the room a vomit the rest of the day. I now am 90% sure I am going to get sick and feel as if I would rather die than continue this amount of stress and anxiety I have felt from just a few days of being on the job. This is my BIGGEST fear and it’s coming true and I don’t know if it’s worth putting myself through this every day at work to just be having constant panic attacks and be miserable. I know with OCD you have to face your fears but I have been pushing myself and trying so hard and I don’t feel like it’s worth it to work this job. I would also feel incredibly guilty for quitting on the first week, but there are a million other nursing jobs that are not in a hospital. I think this is too big of a step for me right now but I wanted to see what others think. Any advice at all is so appreciated!
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I can’t stop crying. My thoughts are going insane, they’re so fast I can’t keep up. I want to tell everyone around me what’s happening (my family doesn’t even know about my OCD). I can’t seem to resist compulsions today. I’m freaking out. I want to give up. I feel like I’m suffocating in whatever is going on. I feel like I need to go to a hospital. I don’t know how to ask for help. I don’t feel okay. I don’t understand this at all. It feels like I took some random drug. I’m really scared I’m sorry, I am so panicked. It’s embarrassing but I feel so desperate for help right now I feel crazy
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