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Yes. I had this very badly as a teen, my ex was an addict and I was beyond paranoid about his safety. And this was also partly codependency but I was paranoid about his happiness in general, I never wanted to say or do anything that would upset him because he was very sensitive and would get this look on his face like I hurt him and withdraw and have emotional outbursts. It made it super difficult when I broke up with him (prevented me from doing so for ages) because I talked about some bad stuff he did in the relationship and then felt like I'd done the worst thing in the world by talking about it, esp because I'd promised not to. He just still felt like my responsibility. And I tried to force him to go to therapy because I got paranoid he'd do the same things to his next gf and that it would be my fault. It was bad again when my mother had to go in the hospital for a couple of weeks and I wanted to visit her every day and was googling constantly in case I could find some useful info (they didn't know what was wrong with her) and couldn't stop thinking about it 24/7. We don't even have a great relationship 😂
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I have it a bit with contamination ocd. Sometimes I have scared people will contaminate me, but other times I am scared I will contaminate others and make them sick. I have been purchasing my parents various masks like crazy. I've dropped 300 dollars on masks for them because I'm so scared. My mum works in a school and is starting soon and I just dropped 200 dollars on a new bed frame and will be buying her mattress too so that she can sleep in a separate room from my dad who has COPD.
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Omg I spend so much money on panic buying for other people! From carbon monoxide detectors to eye drops to masks to hand lotion 🙄 I totally understand being worried about your mom working in a school, I’d probably end up doing the same. It’s so hard not to always try to help.
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That’s one of my bigger themes, second to scrupulousity for me, though the two themes are probably related for me. Like I constantly need to check in on people, and I think anything bad that happens is my fault. I genuinely struggle to tell the difference between when it’s my responsibility to intervene in a situation and when it isn’t.
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100% with you. I’m always worried about something being “my fault.” It just feels like if I can intervene, I should?? Like why not try to stop bad things from happening? But I’m slowly learning that 1. trying to maintain that kind of control negatively affects my own quality of life, and 2. I annoy people lol
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But yeah I used to talk my bf out of going out as much as possible and when he wouldn't listen I tagged along 99% of the time instead to try to make sure nothing happened. -_-
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I feel this so much. Like somehow my presence is going to stop bad things from happening lol. Sorry you went through that with your bf and mom, that sounds so tough.
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It started when I became an adult, and started receiving my mental health diagnosis. I hyper fixated on each and every action I did and how it could be related to my diagnosis’s. It then lead to fixation to my physical health — making appointments and seeing every specialist I can to rule out every possibility. I currently have been suffering with obstructive sleep. I woke up the past few days with severe pain from the lack of sleep whilst believing I was oversleeping. Luckily my fit watch tracks my sleep cycle and it turns out I am not receiving any sleep. I had an extreme panic attack — bursting into tears on the phone with my mom wondering what this case might be. She told me it could be sleep apnea and that a simple sleep study could figure this out. However, knowing my family history I made appointments to every specialist I can to make sure it is nothing serious. The unknown of health can be scary to me. Watching my mother suffer with her physical health chronically since I was a child lead me to be very conscious and aware of how my body is functioning. This morning was one of the worst moments of physical pain. I should just take one step at a time with the sleep doctor instead of taking measures to see every specialist that could pertain with this issue. However, that is very hard to me. I don’t want to ever wake up in the pain I was this morning. Does anyone else suffer with health-related OCD? And if so, how do you find a sense of ease during moments like I expressed?
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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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Honestly ocd has been so tough these past months, like I wake up in the morning thinking I accidentally hurt my whole family and just don’t remember. And I start to question so much. And freak out thinking that I did. If anyone can relate I would love to hear from you ;) and any things that may helped you
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