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Me three! It’s really disgusting.
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Yea I’ll just watch once upon a time for the next few hours eating cheese puffs
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I love cheese puffs. I eat them with chopsticks...like a good Asian girl my parents brought me up as. Lol
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Same. My room will go from two extremes: 1. “Stereotypical” ocd clean where I get particular about things and will have a panic attack if specific chemicals aren’t used and if someone even touches one of my things. Very much when my contamination fears are triggered. And 2. “Disgusting tornado” mess lol where I can’t stand the mess but I literally can’t bring myself to clean it mentally. Also I have two cats that add to some mess. Usually this is when I’m slacking off on every single responsibility I have because “I just can’t deal today”.
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I also have a baby cat. He’s a little over a year. I feel like the worst mom to him. I wanted a cat my whole life. But this was the worst time to get one (I was given him as a birthday gift) I don’t regret getting him! Not in a million years and I know if I didn’t get him then it wouldn’t be the same cat and I love him so much. It’s just that I was given him shortly (only 2 weeks) after starting a relationship (one I’m currently still in) and my ocd was really bad. Those two things already take up so much time and energy. And my depression makes me not want to do anything. I feel like if I was given him years ago I would have been such a better mom.
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I found that when I’m having an anxiety attack or depression is creeping in, my cats are really helpful because they purr and it’s comforting. Also just taking care of a living being gives me a sense of purpose. I feel like I could do better but they are still being fed and taken care of.
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Ahhahahaa
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I have contamination OCD and sometimes I don't feel like cleaning. I have a huge pile of blankets on my floor that feel contaminated and I have two dogs and seven cats. I don't really touch them anymore like I used to since my OCD got worse. One of my dogs like to pee on my floor a lot and sometimes I'm too lazy to clean it, because I'd have to get the carpet shampooer out and actually clean. Sometimes I do it because I don't want to wash my hands over and over, so I just avoid it. Now I'm scared that the dry urine is on my feet and are now in my bed. I know that I should just say well maybe it did or maybe it didn't and just go about my day, but it's hard. For the people who conquered contamination OCD how did you get through stuff like this? Thank you in advance to anyone who answers my post.
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I can't live with OCD anymore. It's ruining my life. I feel like I'm being constantly bullied in my own mind all day everyday. I don't know if what I think and feel is ever real or normal or okay, what is me and what is the OCD thoughts. I don't know if any of my experiences are normal. I'm exhausted from picking apart every single conversation I ever have with anyone until I'm strung out by a vague and ambiguous feeling of guilt. I'm tired of feeling like I'm a bad person and feeling scared all the time and not knowing why and having my brain spin me out on an endless spiralling train of thoughts that never goes anywhere and just makes me feel disconnected from everything and everyone around me. I don't know what I feel and if what I feel is normal or if anything I am doing is real and actually me or if I'm 'losing my mind.' I don't even know if this makes any sense. I get into these states of mind where every thought in my head and everything I feel and perceive makes me question my own sanity. I don't know if anyone likes me because I have absolutely no concept of what I am actually like. I feel completely lost and confused CONSTANTLY.
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- 11w ago
Everyday I wake up, all my mind makes me think of is the stuff I’ve done in the past, like all day I’m in a constant cycle of judging who I used to be and it hurts so so much. I wish I never thought to do those things, I wish I had been more mature than how I was before, it’s really lowering my self worth and I don’t think I’ve ever felt this miserable before, like last summer was the worst because I was dealing with this shit, I about almost ended my life over it, and I thought it would get better, which it did, but it didn’t last but for a while. As soon as it became 2025 I was going through it again, having constant cycles of “I’m a good person” to “I’m the worst person imaginable” and I’m so sick of it because I just want to feel like the good person l like to imagine myself to be, but I can’t because of shit I did in the past that I obsess over. I’ve cried and screamed so much over it and it seems like it will never leave me.
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