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- 3y ago
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- 3y ago
Yeah, that is hard to deal with. My mom is willfully ignorant about OCD. I didn't want to tell her, but she caught me at a weak moment. She also told me that I never tell her anything and also shut her out. I didn't go into much detail. Her response was "I think everyone is a little OCD" it triggered a massive spiral and I almost quit treatment. A good rule of thumb is something a friend who also struggles with her mental health, but not OCD. First rule of mental health Learn to differentiate who deserves an explanation, who deserves one answer, and who deserves absolutely nothing. It sounds like your aunt is someone who deserves nothing. Don't feel guilty about that.
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- 3y ago
One thing you could do is share with her the stories of people who have OCD, e.g. videos on YouTube or even posts on this forum. Perhaps she never thought that people's lives could be flipped upside down by OCD.
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- 3y ago
I don't think it's worth sharing the details of your personal struggle with someone thay has a baseline level of ignorance about the topic. I think it would instead be wise to tell her politely "Hey btw, comments like 'Im so OCD' are a little insensitive because they mischarecterizing a very serious and debiltating illness" see how they take that. That'll be a good gage as to whether you should open up about having it at all.
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- 3y ago
"Learn to differentiate between who deserves an explanation, who deserves one answer, and who deserves nothing" I love this! What a good mindset when living with any mental health issue in general. You don't owe anyone an explanation by default.
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- 14w ago
Im 21 years old, I had ocd seen I was 14 when it started it stopped me from telling anyone I have it. It was really bad at the time and I had no clue how to deal with it I even was able to kill myself at one point but decided to have hope it would get better. In time it did got better but I had no clue what was wrong with me and I didn't want to tell anyone. Until this year I finally found out what it was and my ocd started getting bad again but I'm doing better now. Is been 7 years but I really want my mom to know what I been through but I feel like if I tell her it hurt her and I feel bad for not telling her when it started. I just need same help getting the courage to tell her.
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- 13w ago
So, I know my capacity to get fixated on things. And it's normally something that's relatively remote but, my latest issue is really getting to me and I was wondering if people have any advice. I'm avoiding getting too into specifics, as I don't want this to get reassurance-y but, in essence.. I came to the realisation recently that people who I'd been "friends" (feels like the wrong term now) when I was younger were not very nice people, and normalized a lot of very unpleasant behaviour towards other members of the group. They really normalized it, sold themselves as figures of authority, as older and more responsible and grown-up than others, and looking back, they acted horribly. And coming to this realisation, that I'd been manipulated into just accepting their behaviour has just... broken me. My OCD has latched onto it and I can't stop feeling irreversibly tainted by it. I've talked to others about it, and they've reassured me, told me it's not a big deal and that I hold myself to too high a standard, but none of that sticks. I feel better for a bit, then think 'Maybe when you told them you were skewing it to make yourself look better' or 'Did you leave out a crucial detail'. I keep ruminating over and over, trying to remember exactly how everything played out, trying to figure out if I fed into the behaviour, if I did something bad myself (because y'know, I feel like I was accepting of it at the time, so what does it say about my own values?). I know I need to stop doing all this if I want to improve, but then some part of me keeps saying 'So, you're just going to let yourself off the hook then?' Normally, I can rationalize my own fears to some degree, assure myself something won't happen, but the realness of the situation, and the fact I only came to understand the reality of it because the thought had been bothering me means it feels so much more all-encompassing. I know confessing in itself is a compulsion, but I keep feeling that if I'm not I'm somehow concealing what I 'really am' from others around me, and any positive interactions are me deceiving them in some way. I feel like I can't enjoy anything in life right now, and a good part of me feels I should not enjoy it ever again. If anybody has any advice on it, I'm all ears. Or even hearing if you relate to these feelings, I might appreciate the solidarity at least.
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- 13w ago
Hey friends, I hope you all are well. I just wanted to check in and ask people's experiences about being on medication. I have had OCD pretty much my whole life, just got recently diagnosed 4 months ago and my therapist recommended that I get on meds for it so I have a psychiatrist appointment set up. I'm a little apprehensive about getting on them, but I've realized that I do have some sort of chemical imbalance in my brain that plays a part in my OCD and anxiety. I would love to hear anyones experiences or words of encouragement. Thank you, I hope you all are well.
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