I wish there were a Driving OCD category on here. I’m definitely struggling with this the most right now. Any advice or insight would be greatly appreciated. I get so nervous when I drive. It’s pretty bad in the day, but nighttime is the absolute worst. I hate that it’s so much harder to see, and I especially hate when people who want to go faster will be so incredibly rude and ride my butt or zoom around me. Not only is it rude, but it makes me worry that, because I’m paying attention to them, I’m missing something else way more important (like an animal or person I need to not run over). Tonight there was someone riding my butt and getting on my nerves. I always try to slow way down and stop for longer at stop signs to sort of teach them a lesson, since there’s no way to tell them I’m about to have an anxiety attack. I noticed at one of the stop signs, they were about to go around me to turn right. I had had enough, so I turned my car a little bit to the right so they couldn’t get around me (people stopping right next to me (when they don’t need to) is something that’s always made me nervous anyway). After leaving the stop sign, I saw the same car stop for an extremely long time and take forever to turn. I didn’t think much of it, but now after doing MANY compulsions and causing myself to spiral intensely, I’m fully convinced they were taking a picture of my car / license plate and are going to report me in some way. I’m so worried about what might happen. All I wanted was to keep them from making me feel even more anxious, but I might’ve screwed myself over in the process. I feel like such an idiot and a terrible person. Sorry this was so long, but thank you for reading if you’ve gotten this far.

It’s like I drive a little ways on the main road and then something in my head says danger turn around and I do! I don’t k ow what’s dangerous though. I feel like I’ll never get past this and I’m so frustrated

Hi all! I wanted to share something that’s been bothering me for a while, and maybe some of you can relate. I’ve had my driver’s license for 2 years now… but I don’t drive. I’m honestly really scared of getting behind the wheel — I’m afraid I’ll mess up, panic, or cause an accident. Sometimes I feel embarrassed because it seems like everyone around me drives without a second thought. Are there any of you who have the same fear or have gone through this and managed to overcome it? I’d really appreciate hearing your experiences or any advice. Thank you so much in advance!

Hi everyone, this is giving me so much anxiety even saying this out loud because my OcD is telling me that somehow someone will know who I am on here and report me this goes with what I’m about to say about my irrational stuff. Since my baby was born I’ve had a lot of majorrr anxiety about him getting sick. From there my postpartum ocd spiked. I had this irrational fear someone would falsely report me as a bad mom and I’d get my baby taken from me. I’ve NEVER had anyone tell me I’m a bad mom, as a matter of fact, almost every day I get praised for how good of a mom I am. My child is so loved and taken care of. So why did I have that fear? it CONSUMED ME. Obsessively cleaning my house in case a social worker came. Stopped posting myself having occasional girls nights out for dinner because I thought one of my followers would think I’m a bad mom for getting a break. Not being able to talk about ANYTHING or send pictures of my baby to family and friends to update them since we live out of state because somehow I thought I would say something wrong or do something that would make someone think I’m a bad mom. I was convinced my baby was gonna be taken for zero reason. I still sometimes catch myself over analyzing myself and what I say because I don’t want to say the wrong thing and someone think I’m not a fit mom. I would even replay every scenario I remember and then second guess myself if that really happened or if I said something or not and freak out and spiral from there. with driving, if I go over a speed bump I have to double check it wasn’t magically a person. Then I panic even though I know for a fact it was a speed bump. I hate living like this. I feel crazy. I don’t open up because I feel like I’m the only person in the world. The one time I opened up about driving it was used against me. I feel like I’m drowning and I’m failing as a mom. I don’t even open up to a therapist about my irrational fear about baby being taken bc I don’t want them to think I’m a bad mom. It just doesn’t stop.