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When my schizophrenic and ocd ahh won’t let me comment on celebrities posts and be supportive cause my delusional ass thinks they’ll reply and try and lure me and take advantage of me etc

I know he’s not cheating on me. He’d never do that and, as hard as I try to tell myself “he’s proven already that he’s not” and show myself all the signs of commitment and dedication, I still have that fear. It’s eating at me and ruining my relationship. How do you guys get over this? If my brain were true he’d have been cheating on me for months in ways that aren’t even possible. It doesn’t make sense if I think about it logically but it seems like when I do, I create in my head more ways for it to be logically true. What is your advice? How can I stop self sabotaging?

I hate that to this day I still struggle with porn. I've been seeing disturbing things when I look for safe content and it happens a lot because porn is just so fucked up now. Back when I was a young teenager I saw really uncomfortable, disturbing things and some of that stuff is still here even when I try my best not to see them. I try to make searches specifically geared towards real and fictional adults but I get playlists that involve fictional minors or really extreme taboos. I don't want to struggle with this anymore and it's taking a toll on my mental and physical health. I might have to just stop using my phone for a while altogether. I really hate that I deal with this and I feel alone in it. I can't talk to anyone about this in person except for my therapist. I just feel really helpless about this.

Omg just googled childhood signs that you’re a lesbian and loads say they played online games and pretended to be a boy and date or make out with girls! I used to play Habbo and do shit like this or I just didn’t dress as a boy! I feel sick. I feel doomed. I want to be free of this. I don’t want to be with a girl!

When my symptoms spiked, I went onto Reddit, unknowingly seeking reassurance. I remember I went on and "researched" for a couple of hours, and suddenly felt like I'd solved everything. About an hour later, I felt like I needed to go back and check one more time. Then again, and again. It got so bad that I'd spend like entire days on there or just online searching up my experiences. I can't believe it got out of control that quickly when I look back on it. A couple of weeks later, I began suspecting OCD, and that's when I saw a video on YouTube talking about compulsions. Immediately, I forced myself to stop researching and going on Reddit. It ended up being tougher than I thought, and there were a lot of nights I spent curled up and crying from the anxiety I felt, but I've since then successfully stopped doing it. Unfortunately, the time I spent on Reddit had worsened my OCD and I adopted on a lot of intrusive thoughts that I'd read about in other peoples stories, if that makes any sense at all. And, a lot of the stories on there were a lot worse and more graphic than my own, which did not help at all. I'll just say that going on there definitely did more damage than good in the end. :( I've been learning to accept that I don't need to "solve" or find an explanation to my thoughts. I do think that for me, the OCD did stem from trauma in childhood, but I don't need to dig deeper than that right now. Especially without guidance. The reason I wrote this post is because I can't sleep, and I'm bored, so I thought I'd write about something to calm my thoughts a bit. 🤍

TRIGGER WARNING: ^just in case! I had just thought of making this post today. I know no one has really been keeping track of my journey with the OCD themes I have been struggling with. Or really knows at all. I did, however, want to share a light hearted update. I hope this may help anyone who could possibly be struggling with the same themes. I apologize if there are any typos or run-on sentences where it may be confusing! I’m trying to avoid making any errors! This will be a long post but hopefully a helpful one. I want to first start with backtracking a bit. The first time I posted on this app was 2 years ago and I was TERRIFIED. It’s not everyday you hear someone struggling with transgender OCD or sexual orientation OCD. It’s more common to hear about someone struggling with harm based OCD or relationship OCD. I for whatever reason one night had the thought that I was transgender. This jolted me awake and I could not go back to sleep. I don’t think I had put too much attention on my gender identity or in anyway felt deeply connected to my gender identity. I knew I was a woman and I didn’t think too much of it. I knew women have different behaviors and mannerisms than men. However, I genuinely just didn’t pay that much mind to it. This wasn’t until I had this random thought while I was trying to go to sleep that put me into an immediate panic. I was freaking out and had no idea what was going on. I felt like I didn’t know myself. I would look in the mirror and I could never recognize myself. I even had the hardest time just looking into a mirror in general; this lasted for a year maybe a year and a half. I still don’t look into mirrors often and not for any extended amount of time. Just enough to wash my face, put on makeup, the basics of getting ready and just doing check ups etc. When my ocd theme was at its worst however, every time I looked into the mirror I just never felt feminine and I never felt like I LOOKED feminine. I would struggle with this so much and the constant battle of not feeling feminine enough. I would cover my body in baggy clothes and would only get ready unless I absolutely had to. I did try to put effort into my appearance for days I had school etc. There was a moment however, that had helped me to understand what I wanted. I was always happy with being a woman it was never something I wanted to change. I had also always been attracted to men. I had told myself if this is who I am biologically and genetically, if I was born a woman then there was never a mistake that was made. I am a woman and I am NOT transgender. I have the biological body of a woman and I refuse to alter myself in anyway to identify as another gender. As crazy as it sounds, I feel as though it had helped me to understand and reconnect with my younger self that I had lost for a bit of time. I remember during COVID and lockdown, a few years before and after this time I was in high school and just beginning college. I had spent a majority of my time on my phone being numbed by scrolling past post after post and seeing endless amounts of different opinions. I feel like I didn’t understand myself, I didn’t know what I liked or didn’t. I had felt like everything I was ingesting and claiming to connect with I wasn’t actually connecting with or developing MY OWN opinion on. (This is my own fault, for not spending the time I should’ve off of social medias and the internet to establish my own identity. That’s something I try to avoid a lot these days.) However, this had helped me to really establish ground beliefs I have for myself. I feel as though I was constantly denying myself the things I actually really wanted I just didn’t know it. I refused the idea of getting married and I never liked the thought of having kids. Crazy enough though, this has opened my eyes to understand that I would actually really really really love those things. I feel like they are such important and fundamental parts of our lives that should be experienced. They are the beautiful moments of life that often get overlooked. Sharing your life with someone is so special and being able to build something with them that’s only scared between the two of you. Then to build a bigger home and caring for your family. I find that to be so amazing and I don’t want to miss something like that. This has helped me to understand how much more I truly love being a woman and I wouldn’t want to be anyone else. I love how strong women are and how enduring we are. I love how compassionate we are and sharing we are. I love being a more gentler person for someone to encounter, I love being kind to people and caring for them. I love having motherly instincts (even though I’m not a mother). There is so much beauty in our differences, between being a man and a woman, but I truly love being a woman. I can appreciate the beauty of a man and their strength and their ability to provide. However, that’s more something I admire and find attractive. It’s not necessarily what I see for myself or connect with. I do really love how I have established an opinion and standard for myself that I hold close. I feel as though it’s helped me in a way understand who I am. I oddly feel as though I’ve connected to a purpose. For as long as I could remember I never understood what that meant or what mine was supposed to be. It’s helped me to be so much more appreciative of the little things and to take full advantage of everything and anything I can. I’ve cried so much these past couple of years, as much as it’s so annoying to be the biggest crybaby I really wouldn’t have it any other way. I remember going years with not crying or being deeply emotionally connected to myself and constantly asking if there was something wrong with me? It’s helped me to care so much more for people and memories and life and the beauty of living. I did and still do have a list of compulsions I say to myself regularly, but especially when my theme was still new. I repeated three different phrases on rotation: I am a girl, I am a woman, I am feminine. When I first developed this theme I would say these to help prevent myself from having another intrusive thought. Furthermore, to help me connect with myself as the woman I am and wanted to be. As time had passed though, they took a turn in how they made me feel. I would repeat my compulsions in my head, but in a way they began to help me become more aware of myself and my life. There are a lot of things I want to accomplish and so much I want to do. So I couldn’t just let myself sit around and do nothing. I feel as though my compulsions helped me so much in starting to take action. I actually began taking my life and the things I wanted seriously. I want to become financially independent so I learned about Roth IRAS and High Yield Savings accounts (there’s still so much more I’d like to learn, but this was a good start). After learning about these things and implementing them into my life I could see first hand how this can really change someone’s life. I found a deep love for understanding the economy and personal finances ( I know boringggg ). I ended up deciding to switch my major to business instead of pre-health bio (a medical school pregrad degree) and being so much more confident in my decision. I’m now in my last year of school and I couldn’t be more excited to start a career in finances helping others understand and manage theirs. I am constantly trying to make sure I’m living life and experiencing all that I can. There’s so much more I want to do and so much more I’ll be taking part in. It truly does get better I didn’t think I’d see the light at the end of the tunnel. I know there’s still more work I have to do with my mental health and aiding in my OCD. This theme however was just so different and felt so taboo. I hated telling anyone about it. I was so scared to tell my therapist. I hope this may help someone in knowing that there is another side to it all. It takes a lot of work, trust me, it is exhausting, but hopefully you can realize the things you actually want for yourself and stand firm in those beliefs. Furthermore to also discover a new appreciation for yourself and your strength. I hope you’re able to grow a deeper appreciation for those around you. Especially those who are there for you through your toughest times and holding a special place for them. It’s easy to forget about the little things that truly can make life a little magical sometimes and a little bit more worth living and loving. I really hope this may help someone in any way. If you’ve made it this far, thank you so much for reading. I’m so sorry it was so long!

I’m feeling kind of sad cause today was not a really good day in terms of my ocd. I was feeling kind of foggy/numb and that send me to spiraling. I’m 21 years old currently studying but my family has been having trouble with money for the last couple years(we’re just me and my mom) and I kinda want to get a job but everything is far from my home and I wouldn’t be able to return back at night, also it’s either way more expensive to move or the schedule wouldn’t let me take my classes. The point is that because of that every time my mom is stress tends to treat me bad, she speaks to me like I’m stupid or she just screams to nothing cursing all life and everything and that actually makes me feel soo bad and guilty for not doing anything, I know it’s hard for me to get a job that actually helps us without quitting school but that doesn’t stop me from feeling like I’m a burden. I want to help, I want to maybe hug her or something but I know she will be angrier and probably will reject it. So that’s it, I just feel like she punishes me for the stress she’s carrying and I get it but one day is happy and it feels like all love and the next is treating me like that, Idk it’s hard (also I feel like I shouldn’t be saying this cause it’s all my fault) 🫤

So some months ago i was very panicked because i was “looking” at a boy from my school, i guess he rrminded me of someone and every time i saw him i was looking at him. That turned into weels of obsesing , at home i was thinking “am i thinking about him? “ “am i a cheater “ “do i like him” “am i a bad girlfriend and betraying my boyfriend “ “why sm i thinking about his face i dont want this” i calmed down after that and them when i saw him i was fine, i didn’t thought about that anymore. This happend one time in may anf one time in September. I stopped obsesing with that and just hot my regular “what id i dont like my boyfriend amd my thoughts are real” . This week i saw that boy and he was looking at me and i started to panic again, yhinkinv thatbinlike him or that im looking at him on purpose. Rn i was thinking scenerios om how would i act if there was talking to him if i woulf gave went on erasmus project and thrn i started to think im a cheater and my boyfriend dosent deserve me to think about this i dont actually like that boy i dont know his name i just panicked that i had this thought and started to think what they mean. I feel very guilty bc i have other thoughts regsrding my ROCD amd how i feel abt my boyfriend but i love my boyfriend i feel so bad about this. I fo t want to like others. I know my thoughts are not true but i still panic and think that maybe they are

so i have a guy friend who has been a frequent victim of my intrusive thoughts. one them including thinking that i like him over my bf. this happens frequently when i listen to my favorite music. a lot of my music taste does come from my bf and most of our tastes overlap. however he likes more 90s-early 2000s rap and i like more rnb as well as rap. one of my favorite artists ever is frank ocean, which my bf doesn’t mind but it’s not on his top choices. however my guy friend is also a big frank ocean fan and he was shocked to hear that i don’t like “basic white girl music”. for some reason hearing someone else say i had a good music taste felt very validating and now all my brain thinks of when i listen to my music is my guy friend and it makes me feel like i like him over my bf. i’ve been a frank ocean fan since i was like 13 and i plan on getting something from one of my favorite songs tattooed bc it has very deep meaning to my growth as a person and i’ve always felt very connected to it. now i feel like i can’t bc all my brain can think abt is my stupid friend when i listen to music. it’s not like he’s the only friend i have that shares my music taste either. two of my other girl friends also share interests in similar artists so im pretty sure my ocd clings onto the guy friend bc it wants to make me think i cheated on my bf. this is so dumb i just want to listen to my songs without my brain making up dumb shit.

Is anyone else's parent being willfully ignorant? My psychiatrist literally told my mum I have ocd and anxiety and depression yet my mum gets so mad at me when I'm anxious and depressed?? She yells at me that im lazy and need to think of my future when I'm just trying and failing to keep myself alive I honestly believe she wants me gone. She makes horrible comments about how if I keep going this way I'll get locked up and do I like the way I am and that I'm getting worse instead of better and it's like how is any of that supposed to help. Today I stayed home from school and she said I'm not even supposed to be here so I should just shut up. Two weeks ago she grabbed me and literally pushed/threw me onto the floor which in theory a few years ago would have only gotten me a little upset but now with my ocd?? When she knows I'm TERRIFIED of germs? When I've avoiding even touching her and now I came into contact with her nasty carpet and bed. She said I was talking too loudly and obviously after that I was super freaked out and started yelling because now I had to shower and my whole body is crawling and why the hell would she do something so horrible knowing that I've been avoiding any sort of contact with her and any dirty thing for months? I don't care if she was mad because who the fuck does that? It was a whole argument and I threw my meds away and my neighbor heard me freaking out and came in the middle of the night and my mum said I was just "stressed" like yeah you THREW ME ON THE FLOOR. A day later she was trying to gaslight me about the situation I'm just so sick of this.

How can I learn to separate my present self from the childhood version of me? I'd been exposed to a lot of content I shouldn't have at a young age, which led to other things happening, and I feel a lot of guilt and shame surrounding that time. I'm too afraid to do ERP for this theme. I don't want to mess up and make things worse, but I'm not sure what else to do... Any advice or tips?

TW - mention of Panic attacks & C Since the last 30 days, I’ve developed anxiety like never before. It all started when one night i woke up with the heaviest chest ever (I had taken nefopam for grion discomfort) before sleeping and was heavily sleep deprived. I’ve always been an anxious person but never this way, i have never woken up with a heavy chest, never. That night I was convinced I had pulmonary embolism and made my father take me to the ER, where ofcourse I was brushed off. Since that day, i discovered a new side to my anxiety - panic attacks. I was never someone to avoid crowds or going out. Infact busy cities and places helped me avoid my issues and anxiety. Now i find myself monitoring my pulse like crazy. The funny thing is my panic/anxiety attacks dont even include a rapid heartbeat or racing heart. I just feel like my heart isnt beating properly and those sensations drive me insane. In the last month I have diagnosed myself with atleast 4 different types of C’s. Its been exhausting Since my body has never experienced physical anxiety like this before, i still somewhat think theres an underlying issue going on. I have done blood work and a lungs x ray. All is fine, i’m just mildly anemic and have cholesterol LDL of 154 (im 24 female) i also have irregular periods (gaps between 30-45 days) i did a pelvic ultrasound, everything was clear. Just my uterus lining was a bit high for the cycle day i was at. I live alone for uni and i cant function normally anymore. I’m hyper fixated on my pulse and heartbeat. I dont even know if its irregular or not, how can I tell? I have lost motivation to do anything and its affecting my masters degree. I have been taking Bromazepam which gives me relief but since its addictive I’m trying not to take more than 1.5mg. I dont want to take it everyday but sometimes my body forces me to. I have ordered L-theanine so im hopeful that helps me. Not to mention i have had on and off grion discomfort and sharp on and off pain in my left breast going towards my back. When that happens in public i freak out and then start fixating on my pulse. I’m genuinely tired, im scared of lymphoma or sarcoma. I dont know what to do. I cant get properly checked again until march when I go home for the break. My family thinks since my bloodwork and x ray was fine, im healthy but I cant convince myself. I dont know what to do anymore

i feel so bad for posting here, idk what i wamt i have so many thoughts abt the feelings i have for my bf im scared my thughts are true or that they will be true and i feel bad for feeling amd thinking this way i such a bad girlfriend, i am scared that i like other people just because i look at them or talk to them normally and i feel like a liar what cam i do to stop feeling like this i am scared

I’m a bi woman, dating a man and sex has been.. difficult lately. I zone out, I get intrusive thoughts. I’m not mentally there lately. I’m chalking it up to ocd and my birth control Or am I just realizing I’m actually gay and no longer want sex with him? And I’m seeing women who went through menopause realize they’re lesbians and I’m worried that I’m currently suppressing smthn. I know I’m bi, I’ve always enjoyed being intimate with my bf. Why is it stopping now I’m debating getting the birth control out (nexplanon arm implant) cuz it’s made the depression and anxiety worse. Which is making the ocd bad. And it’s making me panic. Should I try picturing having sex with a woman to see how it feels? Or kissing a woman? Idk anymore y’all

last night my rocd felt super real, i dont understand why it felt like that i felt like it was my truth and that im in denial, i was crying so hard, it was telling me i dont love my bf and that i never did. I hate it. Right now i have woke up and im still scared. my bf is amazing i hate this. Why does it feel like o dont like him

My major theme with ocd is contamination and that's mainly what I focus on with my psychiatrist but now I'm starting to wonder if the stuff I dealt with in the past that I dismissed where actually just ocd so someone pls tell me. - I used to have a thing with days having certain colours or 'vibes' and having to eat specific foods on certain days in 2021. An example is monday is red green warm colours and I can eat rice on Mondays but not Tuesdays. This wasn't a huge problem because I'm privileged enough to be able to choose what I eat so like I mostly just followed everything I thought because it felt write. I have a few things with food that are hard to explain. - everyday after school for months I would do a mental play by play of everything that happened that day and everything I said, every little bad joke or slightly loud laugh or almost rude comment I made and I would play it over and over in my head until I could make myself okay with it or parts of it and I would worry about it all night if I couldn't make it okay. This was every day and just mental stuff like I didn't do any actions except maybe sometimes I would text my friends and remind them and then ask them if what I said or how I acted was weird. But I wasn't doing anything like objectively bad I was just anxious. This was in 2023 (did not tell my psychiatrist this) -at the very beginning of 2024/christmas of 2023 I started having a problem with books and audio books which was very distressing because I've loved reading novels since I was 10 and it became like an actual thing that made me anxious. Like is started thinking I wasn't comprehending the words right or I would think I read something wrong even tho most times I didn't and it would usually be a small mix up.like if I thought it said blue instead of red and I would freak out and reread paragraphs over and over again and became super scared that i couldn't read which like fueled me being more anxious about it when.i tried to so I stopped reading books for months because it stopped being fun. Same with audio books like I would go back 15 seconds if I thought I misheard just one word and it didn't matter that 90% of the time I heard it right, that 10% is enough to make me feel like shit. (I mentioned the books stuff to my psychiatrist but not in much detail but she did agree that it is part of ocd) -more recently with social media and unimportant and feels silly but I have to do things in order like like the video then like the comments then save the video to favourites and if I did it wrong I will undo everything and do it again and sometimes I'm scared I didn't save the video right even when I stared at my finger do it so I go back and do it. I am pretty sure this is ovd but I never resist the compulsions because it's so easy and such a quick thing that solves the immediate anxiety I get about it also I will not be me mentioning this to the doc becuase I don't want her to think I'm silly. -minor minor possible harm ocd?? I sometimes get strong urges to hurt myself in like unrealistic ways that I can't imagine telling anyone like I used to self harm but this is like things that I can't do like smashing my head or stabbing myself and I know it's intrusive because I don't want that but it makes me super uncomfortable and like I need to do it. It only happens once in a while so not as frequent and only when I'm bored or overwhelmed.

**TW for POCD** I’ve spoken about this a few times before. That urge I had to type in “child porn” into google. I talked to my NOCD therapist today about it. She told me the ERP for it was to type it in. She even did it with me. Obviously nothing but news stories, crime statistics, and photos someone would use for a project showed up. I’ve been so petrified of typing that in there. She wants me to do it every two hours and listen to what OCD will say. I typed it in that way, I typed it out full, and I typed it out with an additional word. I clicked and browsed through all the google tabs. I’m okay, but I can’t stop crying. I’m scared to do it again. She said it’s not likely going to get flagged due to people looking that up for research projects and stuff. I’m just afraid repeatedly searching it up will cause some sort of alert. I feel so scared and full of nerves. I guess that’s what the ERP is supposed to do, but it was so scary. So scary :(

I can't stop thinking about ending my life. I feel like I'm not even living, I'm just surviving. Everyone is capable of being a person and functioning and I'm just stuck here avoiding everything. My psychiatrist said my ocd is severe and it will all take time and I'll start erp and I'm already on medication but I just feel so depressed and like I won't be able to handle erp and it's already too late for me. I feel inhuman, it's debilitating. My major theme is just fear or contamination, I can't even make myself a meal I can't touch anything in the kitchen. I get stuck in the shower for 2 hours and when I don't shower because I'm depressed I feel like a walking germ. My hands are a mess, my school work is shit, I avoid and avoid and I'm just so tired of "living" like this. My psychiatrist said they don't have any therapists available right now like.... excuse me? What do you mean u don't have any 😭 I honestly don't even know why I'm typing this becuase nothing helps, nothing ever will. I'm so deep into this I can't get out, my room looks like shit, I can't live in this body anymore, I really can't. I let everyone down, I am and will be such a dissapointment. I don't have any dreams or goals or passions I just wasn't made to be here. I don't know how or who to ask for help like there's nothing anyone can do, I'm already on meds. I can't keep being like this, seeing everyone judge me for acting insane.

My OCD has me feeling suicidal. I don’t have suicidal OCD (if that’s a thing) but I have lived with OCD my entire life, it’s gotten so bad that it is unbearable. I have just right OCD, and the constant feeling of things needing to “feel right” is eating me up inside. I don’t want to live this way. Even when I try to live with discomfort, I physically cannot. My head will actually hurt until I get things to point of feeling right. It’s to the point where I feel as though my brain chemistry has been altered. When I do follow through with a compulsion, I’ll sometimes have dreams of those obsessions and it’s so scary. I don’t know what to do. I want to live. I want to be happy and healthy. But this OCD is really making that tremendously difficult. I can’t do anything for myself, nor be a support for those around me, and whom I love. I don’t know what to do anymore😞😔💔💔💔

I think I’m going through the hardest depression right now. I’ve never felt so compelled to just stop getting up and stop living. I know it’s hard to hear, I just really feel bad. Right now I even feel like an attention seeker. I just wanted to know, are there any tips to raise me from this hole im in? Has anyone else felt like this an pulled themselves out?