Yesterday, I explained to my boyfriend how alone ocd makes me feel. I said I never trust myself because with any of my themes I completely doubt who I am and what I want. OCD then pops in after I’ve had a good day and questions my actions … “did you post that for attention or do you actually love your family and your boyfriend?” “You really enjoy your boyfriends grandparents.. but is that just for show?” I feel like sometimes I am separated from everyone by a thick wall of glass. I can see them and they can see me, but I still feel so separate. Even with people who love us in our circle, OCD is so painfully isolating. Sending love to all of you today 🤍