Tealeaf
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Several members of my family have OCD, including me. The only one who was ever extreme was my uncle, while all the rest of us (including me) have had mild, manageable cases. Growing up I didn't need anything that my own parents couldn't handle - no therapy, no medication - and I barely noticed it unless I was highly stressed. Maybe a certain number here or a particular pattern there, but nothing pressing.
This past week (with the past few months getting progressively worse) has been ridiculous, and every night I'm fretting over and wasting time repeating things until a completely irrelevant factor is "right," and eventually just burying myself into some project or other to try to drown it out. Half of my mind knows what's going on and just wants to study, while the other half of it is in complete chaos. I'm (usually) okay during the day because there's always something distracting, but in the evenings when I have less to do it starts with one thing, then two, and then it just starts to spiral.
Sometimes the computer volume, the arrangement of my drawers, the order in which I prepare and put away food, the place of things in my room, and everything else is just the "wrong" number, the "wrong" order, or the "wrong" position, and the uneasiness won't stop nagging at me even though I know it's complete and utter ********. Sometimes the severity level seems set, other times I feel better if I muck around a bit, and other times that just makes it skyrocket until it's all I can think about for the rest of the night and I'm barely containing the panic.
I don't know why some things are affected and not others. I'm not bothered by anything in a movie, but if I even so much as start getting dressed some evenings some factor that is technically fine is something I can fuss with and repeat half a dozen times or with half a dozen articles of clothing.
There are thoughts I don't want to think because they're ******* rude - they're not even my actual opinions - that come up completely unbidden in certain situations. I'm embarrassed to be having them and terrified that one day my tongue will slip and I'll actually say them.
I should probably be seeing someone about this.
This past week (with the past few months getting progressively worse) has been ridiculous, and every night I'm fretting over and wasting time repeating things until a completely irrelevant factor is "right," and eventually just burying myself into some project or other to try to drown it out. Half of my mind knows what's going on and just wants to study, while the other half of it is in complete chaos. I'm (usually) okay during the day because there's always something distracting, but in the evenings when I have less to do it starts with one thing, then two, and then it just starts to spiral.
Sometimes the computer volume, the arrangement of my drawers, the order in which I prepare and put away food, the place of things in my room, and everything else is just the "wrong" number, the "wrong" order, or the "wrong" position, and the uneasiness won't stop nagging at me even though I know it's complete and utter ********. Sometimes the severity level seems set, other times I feel better if I muck around a bit, and other times that just makes it skyrocket until it's all I can think about for the rest of the night and I'm barely containing the panic.
I don't know why some things are affected and not others. I'm not bothered by anything in a movie, but if I even so much as start getting dressed some evenings some factor that is technically fine is something I can fuss with and repeat half a dozen times or with half a dozen articles of clothing.
There are thoughts I don't want to think because they're ******* rude - they're not even my actual opinions - that come up completely unbidden in certain situations. I'm embarrassed to be having them and terrified that one day my tongue will slip and I'll actually say them.
I should probably be seeing someone about this.