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Today I noticed a lot of changes in my feelings toward my boyfriend and kept trying to figure out what each feeling meant. Earlier, while walking down the stairs, I was struggling physically and imagined my boyfriend making fun of me. I became irritated and had harsh thoughts like telling him to go away and calling him insulting names, which surprised me because the intensity of the words felt stronger than I expected. Then I saw the “yapper girl” ( she has a loud , talkative personality) from AVID and thought, “Why can’t he be with her?” The thought wasn’t especially intense, but afterward I wondered if I was only staying with my boyfriend because I thought they would be together. I felt sad and started thinking about whether my jealousy meant I secretly had a crush on her. Later, after school, my boyfriend was talking to me while we put our hoodies on because it was raining. I suddenly felt annoyed and wondered why I was mad. I initially responded in an irritated tone and then naturally changed my tone and said “no” more affectionately. I noticed an urge to keep being annoyed, almost like I had to maintain the emotion, and wondered why. also noticed that I had no sexual thoughts about girls today, YAYA . which I noticed because I’ve been monitoring those thoughts so much. I then started thinking about how tired I was and how at school I sometimes feel like my feelings are in a “world where I don’t care.” I wondered if being tired and emotionally flat was affecting how interested or connected I felt toward my boyfriend. I slept around 11 the night before and felt bored and tired, which made me feel guilty because I seemed less interested that morning. watched/heard content about being curious and being seen. I connected the idea of “being seen” with the yapper girl being curious/talkative and wondered whether my boyfriend had probably had felt noticed by her. That made me sad. I then wondered whether my jealousy was secretly a crush and whether I was trying to become like her or act “better” so my boyfriend wouldn’t leave me for her. I started thinking about being my “best version” and whether I should change myself for myself, for our relationship, or specifically so he wouldn’t choose her. I also saw content saying that “love is a practice” and that relationships require effort, listening, and working through things. That triggered another question: “Do I have to put effort into this?” I actually want to put effort into my relationship, but I got a conflicting “no, you don’t” feeling and wondered whether the boring feeling in my chest was my “real feelings” being covered up. I compared this to how, in the past, I would search for everything I could to help me stay together with my boyfriend, whereas now I don’t feel that same urge. I wondered whether I’m becoming desensitized. ?I also saw an ROCD video mentioning “falling out of love.” I imagined telling my boyfriend that I was falling out of love, and the scenario felt real. Then my body briefly felt clearer before the stuffy heavy feeling returned. I immediately questioned whether that meant I actually was falling out of love. I also noticed that when I look at my boyfriend, I can think “he is SO attractive,” but the emotional feeling of recognizing him doesn’t always feel as familiar or strong as it used to. I started monitoring that too. There were also real relationship concerns mixed in. We talked about gifts, and I realized I don’t necessarily think my boyfriend is actually cheap. I appreciated our anniversary gift, but I still wish he showed more effort and made me feel thought about and pursued. A song about not settling for someone with a “fake job” made me connect those lyrics to my boyfriend and feel sad. I also wondered whether it is bad that I wait for him at night when he can’t use his phone because he’s grounded. I realized I miss having that nighttime connection with him. While shopping for new shoes, I wished my boyfriend were there to see me. Then I looked at a girl and my brain immediately said, “ooo, you like her.” The same thing happened when I looked at a worker and later again at Five Below. I noticed the thought but wasn’t necessarily experiencing a strong feeling toward these people. Later, while texting my boyfriend goodnight, I thought, “Do I even want to wait for him?” because I knew he wouldn’t have his phone.Overall, today involved a lot of monitoring and interpreting thoughts, emotions, jealousy, attraction, relationship effort, and bodily sensations. I repeatedly asked whether a feeling was my “real” feeling, whether anxiety was covering something, whether I was desensitized, whether jealousy meant a crush, whether emotional flatness meant I was falling out of love, and whether wanting or not wanting effort meant something about the relationship.

Today I noticed a lot of changes in my feelings toward my boyfriend and kept trying to figure out what each feeling meant. Earlier, while walking down the stairs, I was struggling physically and imagined my boyfriend making fun of me. I became irritated and had harsh thoughts like telling him to go away and calling him insulting names, which surprised me because the intensity of the words felt stronger than I expected. Then I saw the “yapper girl” ( she has a loud , talkative personality) from AVID and thought, “Why can’t he be with her?” The thought wasn’t especially intense, but afterward I wondered if I was only staying with my boyfriend because I thought they would be together. I felt sad and started thinking about whether my jealousy meant I secretly had a crush on her. Later, after school, my boyfriend was talking to me while we put our hoodies on because it was raining. I suddenly felt annoyed and wondered why I was mad. I initially responded in an irritated tone and then naturally changed my tone and said “no” more affectionately. I noticed an urge to keep being annoyed, almost like I had to maintain the emotion, and wondered why. also noticed that I had no sexual thoughts about girls today, YAYA . which I noticed because I’ve been monitoring those thoughts so much. I then started thinking about how tired I was and how at school I sometimes feel like my feelings are in a “world where I don’t care.” I wondered if being tired and emotionally flat was affecting how interested or connected I felt toward my boyfriend. I slept around 11 the night before and felt bored and tired, which made me feel guilty because I seemed less interested that morning. watched/heard content about being curious and being seen. I connected the idea of “being seen” with the yapper girl being curious/talkative and wondered whether my boyfriend had probably had felt noticed by her. That made me sad. I then wondered whether my jealousy was secretly a crush and whether I was trying to become like her or act “better” so my boyfriend wouldn’t leave me for her. I started thinking about being my “best version” and whether I should change myself for myself, for our relationship, or specifically so he wouldn’t choose her. I also saw content saying that “love is a practice” and that relationships require effort, listening, and working through things. That triggered another question: “Do I have to put effort into this?” I actually want to put effort into my relationship, but I got a conflicting “no, you don’t” feeling and wondered whether the boring feeling in my chest was my “real feelings” being covered up. I compared this to how, in the past, I would search for everything I could to help me stay together with my boyfriend, whereas now I don’t feel that same urge. I wondered whether I’m becoming desensitized. ?I also saw an ROCD video mentioning “falling out of love.” I imagined telling my boyfriend that I was falling out of love, and the scenario felt real. Then my body briefly felt clearer before the stuffy heavy feeling returned. I immediately questioned whether that meant I actually was falling out of love. I also noticed that when I look at my boyfriend, I can think “he is SO attractive,” but the emotional feeling of recognizing him doesn’t always feel as familiar or strong as it used to. I started monitoring that too. There were also real relationship concerns mixed in. We talked about gifts, and I realized I don’t necessarily think my boyfriend is actually cheap. I appreciated our anniversary gift, but I still wish he showed more effort and made me feel thought about and pursued. A song about not settling for someone with a “fake job” made me connect those lyrics to my boyfriend and feel sad. I also wondered whether it is bad that I wait for him at night when he can’t use his phone because he’s grounded. I realized I miss having that nighttime connection with him. While shopping for new shoes, I wished my boyfriend were there to see me. Then I looked at a girl and my brain immediately said, “ooo, you like her.” The same thing happened when I looked at a worker and later again at Five Below. I noticed the thought but wasn’t necessarily experiencing a strong feeling toward these people. Later, while texting my boyfriend goodnight, I thought, “Do I even want to wait for him?” because I knew he wouldn’t have his phone.Overall, today involved a lot of monitoring and interpreting thoughts, emotions, jealousy, attraction, relationship effort, and bodily sensations. I repeatedly asked whether a feeling was my “real” feeling, whether anxiety was covering something, whether I was desensitized, whether jealousy meant a crush, whether emotional flatness meant I was falling out of love, and whether wanting or not wanting effort meant something about the relationship.

Does anyone else ever experience their thoughts getting so much louder in the evening when they’re alone? I know it probably makes sense because I’m busy and distracted throughout the day, and then once everything quiets down, I suddenly have all this time to be in my own head. But it can feel so overwhelming. I find myself getting stuck in intrusive thoughts about possibly doing something wrong, and sometimes my mind just keeps going over and over things until it feels almost impossible to do anything else. I know thoughts are just thoughts, but when they’re this loud and persistent, it can be really hard to separate them from reality and get things done. Does anyone else experience this, especially at night or when they’re finally alone? If so, what helps you when your mind gets like this?

i just started zoloft 25mg and my dr said i will most likely need to go up to 75-100mg but how long until you felt better.

I’ve had this constant thought lately. I feel and think that we aren’t good together anymore, that this relationship is bound to end. I don’t know if I even want to put effort into it, but it feels like a no. It feels like I’m only with him just to be in a relationship and have someone, but deep down, I actually resent him and don't enjoy spending time with him. Right now, if I look at how I feel, it’s true that I never want to see him. In fact, just knowing I have to meet up with him almost annoys me. Then I feel a bit guilty because he has done absolutely nothing to deserve this from me. I don’t want to see him, and when I do, I feel distant. I try to slowly touch him, hold his arm or his hand, just to prove to myself that we are still a couple. Because if I don’t touch him, if I don’t want him near me, or if I distance myself with my body language, it feels like a confirmation that I don’t want to be with him. I feel so closed off, like I can’t open up the way I used to. We sleep together, but before deciding whether he should stay over or not, I think about all these bad vibes, so logically, I don’t feel like it anymore. Then, those times he does stay over, I don’t feel like touching him—I just want to be left alone. This also makes me question things, as if my body has already checked out. It probably doesn’t feel safe anymore, I don’t know. If I have to invite him somewhere with my friends or do things together, I just don’t want to. All my automatic behaviors, my thoughts, and my feelings lead me to the conclusion that I don’t want to be in this relationship anymore. And it really seems that way, so all that’s left is to make the final choice. But I never do. I get so close to it, but I never actually make the move. I don’t know if it’s just the ROCD burning me out to the point where I’m completely disconnected, or if I need to change something in the relationship to feel better, or if my needs (which I don’t even know) aren’t being met, or if I just straight up don’t want to be with him anymore. The last option always feels like the most plausible one. It’s not that I’m anxious, because I don't feel anxiety when I think about breaking up with him; I just feel sad, for him and for myself. Sometimes I think there might still be a glimmer of hope to turn things around, but I don’t know what could change because nothing is ever good enough for me. Sometimes I tell him, 'Why aren’t you as affectionate as you used to be?' but then he cuddles me and it triggers me anyway, because I don’t want to be cuddled. This makes it impossible to understand what I actually want, leaving me even more confused. It feels like I’m leading him on and lying to myself. I often think and believe that I have deeper issues, like attachment issues, or some form of manipulation, or that I’m taking advantage of him and using the relationship just to numb that sense of loneliness I feel when I’m by myself, since I’ve always been single. It’s like I just wanted a boyfriend, I got one, and now it's over, mission accomplished. But it doesn't end there, and that shouldn't be the reason to get into a relationship, even if it happens unconsciously. I want to want him, he’s so prescious, kind, he tries to stick with me even when i tell him i don’t understand myself. I don’t know if right know i’m just questioning too much if i want to see him or not, if i truly want to continue this relationship or not, if i feel happy, if i enjoy his company and stuff like that. I just feel miserable and i compare the way i act with him and with my friends and family, and the way they make me feel and how much i care for them. I just know deep down i do care about him, i would never hurt him intentionally. But i keep asking myself if i want to keep being this miserable or not. I see that i feel so powerless and strange when i’m with him, and i don’t feel the connection or the love or good feelings when i’m with him and that’s probably why most of the time i maybe don’t want to hang out with him. I don’t know what to do anymore, i know breaking up is the ultimate compulsio but i also feel like i need to get to the root of it, i need to understand what i actually want to do before making a decision and it always feels like i don’t care anymore, i don’t want to put in the effort anymore and i’m just fed up and don’t know how to change things. We were doing so good until we weren’t. I just feel like shit all the time, without energy when i’m with him. I tried ERP but i genuinely can‘t do it. It seems like it doesn’t work for me, and also saying maybe yes maybe no or also accepting it might be like i don’t love him at all and it’s true we have to take separate ways, i just end up convincing myself about it and take it as the truth. Have you experienced something similar? how do you get through this? i want to feel secure and at peace again

i am in college and i am away from home. almost every night it takes forever for me to sleep because i start ruminating on death. i dont know what to do. i sit here thinking about death and like what could happen and how i have no control over it. it is preventing me from enjoying and living my life. tbh i want to go home and see my dog. i keep getting intrusive thoughts regarding death and the inevitable. i miss my dog. i need something. i need support. i am freaking out. i am so so scared and alone right now.

I’m considering getting back on medication, which is something that I didn’t wanna do after a bad experience last year. ERP therapy worked for me last time. I had a recent relapse with my ocd and I feel like erp is working As far as my OCD got quieter however, I just have this impending doom about thoughts that I have thought and self shaming myself for them. My moods are so up and down. I’m also in perimenopause so I started HRT that did help, however now my moods are still fluctuating and I’m just in a weird space and sort of isolating and crying a lot again. I’m so unsure on what to do here.

I began Prozac on 9/20 and it’s 9/30 and I feel terrible. I’ve read some people had felt great right away but seems like I’m textbook with the symptoms. I just don’t know how much longer I can handle the side-effects. Even my mood is low and my mood wasn’t low despite struggling with ocd. I started my first NOCD session today. 💙🧡

hello everyone i am new to this app i made the decision to download it because i’ve noticed ive been in constant fear/paranoia for the past weeks ever since i quit smoking (vape) i was a smoker for 3 almost 4 years and a couple weeks ago maybe like 4 i got sick from a cold and something in me told me to quit vaping so i did but i constantly fear of getting sick from lung diseases or when i feel any sort of weird feeling in my chest i start to get worried and scared then i start to get in my thoughts so badly to the point where i start to cry and loose my appetite cause i am in so much fear. i know the most obvious way of solving the problem is going to get checked but i fear i might hear something i dont want to so i avoid going. i pray every night to god to help with the negative thoughts and sometimes i feel better and sometimes i dont but today has been the worse day for me mentally. i started to take vitamins like vitamin e,c and d3 that help aid in lung health and repair lung tissue but im still always in constant fear of the worst and i dont know how to get rid of my fear i want to stop thinking the worst casinarios😓😓😓😓

I’m struggling with something in my relationship and I’m having a hard time understanding what’s OCD and what’s actually me. My boyfriend recently told me that he feels like I don’t love him and asked, “What’s the point of being with someone who doesn’t love me?” That really scared me. I genuinely want to work on our relationship, but I keep getting the thought/feeling “I don’t love him.” Sometimes it doesn’t even feel like a thought—it feels like something deep inside me. Then I become scared to say, “Of course I love you,” because I worry that deep down I don’t and I’m just making a promise I can’t keep. At the same time, the idea of letting him go hurts me tremendously, and I still have a part of me that wants to stay, work on myself, and give him the love he deserves. I’ve even thought that maybe I should let him go so he doesn’t get hurt, and that I could still love and pray for him from a distance. I promise to work on myself and some other things and yes i apply but eventually with TIME i get normal and i guess i dont work on it why? Is it lack of motivation? Lack of discipline?? What why

How was everybody’s day

tw: pet loss. nocd please dont shadowban this one i need support ocd stole years of my relationship with my childhood dog from me. i am so selfish. even when my mom told me she was taking her to the vet tuesday afternoon i assumed it was just dental problems. i didnt want to accept that i wouldnt have any more time with my dog. i was doomscrolling and posting selfies like whatever. but then we learned she has liver disease kidney failure and diabetes. needed iv. she wouldnt eat or get up. when she got home, she walked to her water bowl. we were hopeful. nope. she didnt eat. my mom facetimed me with her. she then told my dad to pick my brother and i up ( we live 2 and a half hours away for college ) she wanted her to push thru a little longer for us but nope. with an hour and 30 minutes left of the trip she passed. two seizures. her body is so cold and hard as a rock. even now my ocd doesnt stop. even petting her all i think about is my brothers snot and the contamination of the couch she would sleep on. i was able to kiss her but i had to step out to process everything and i feel so bad. i was overstimulated with all the sources of contamination in my parents house. i passed thru a narrow hallway with my dads hamper with his belt sticking out and im so scared i touched it. my brother is in shambles and i feel like i dont care but the guilt is so overwhelming. i would only pet her like once a year because of my ocd and it wasnt always like this. i remember kindergarten nap time, imagining her in my arms so i could fall asleep. my arm sleeve touched her body, and then when i was changing, my underwear slid down and my jacket touched my backside and i feel like an animal abuser necrophiliac. i dont have it in me to shower and even if i did i would feel bad because why do i want to get her off me so bad. i mean im sorry i dont mean that in a creepy way i mean like, idk i also washed my mouth and it doesnt feel clean but whatever. i didnt even bring a change of clothes. i hate ocd so much i hate it. im not even able to hug her after she died. i hate this. i hate it. i hate this evil disorder that turned me evil. i am rotten and i deserve everything bad that has ever happened to me. it should have been me. please dont let this happen to you. please take care of yourself and your pets. please show them you love them. the only goodbye i gave her was over facetime, where she could barely lift her frail little head when i said her name. i wish she had a few more hours. we could have gone to the lake. gotten a pup cup. but even then she was way way too exhausted for that. i’m so selfish. i’m sorry pepper. i love you. rest in peace my baby.

I can stop obsessing over something that happened 2 years ago and feeling guilt. I have been in a relationship for 4 years, 2 years ago I won’t say we were going through a rough patch but we were in finals week and very stressed. In addition to this, I was in the worst of my eating disorder/body dysmorphia. I was down 30 lbs and felt so disgustingly huge, barely eating and obsessing over the gym. I genuinely couldn’t tell if I was fat or not, so I posted a photo of my body on a weight loss and “am i fat” subreddit. I desperately wanted reassurance about my body (a very boring photo of me in a sports bra and super oversized boxers with my face cropped out, not posing or anything). I got replies telling me I looked very normal or thin. Normal replies, but I also received a lot of DMs. I didn’t reply to the obviously sexual or flirty ones, just blocked or ignored, but I did reply to the more normal ones. I remember talking to a few people about weight loss, like how many calories I was eating and my gym routine. I know for a fact I wasn’t flirtatious at all, but I can’t stop retroactively thinking that I was desperate for attention or something. I just wanted reassurance that I wasn’t fat, this was before I ever speculated that I could have OCD. I deleted all of the chats like 2 days later once I realized how weird it was that I was talking to strangers, most likely men, on the internet about my weight and I was consumed with guilt. I wish I didn’t delete them now because I want to go back and read them to make sure. One chat was still there that I read recently and it was a very normal conversation, I even mentioned having a boyfriend in it, but I can’t get over it knowing that these people probably DMed me because of my body and I replied to them. I feel even worse knowing I deleted the messages out of guilt, because then I knew I was doing something wrong. I want to confess to my partner badly. I can’t tell if this is OCD or if I genuinely did an awful thing and he deserves to know. By the way, at the time I told him almost immediately that I had posted on those subreddits and that I got some weird DMs, I even showed him the photos I posted (had deleted the posts at this point) but obviously didn’t go into detail about the conversations I had from some of the DMs.

QUESTION AT THE END —- I have a migraine disorder and also moderate to severe OCD. A handful of months ago I made the plunge to restart medication for my OCD, and it became clear to me I REALLY needed it. I was completely dysfunctional, and medication made me semi functional and brought my OCD down to mild/moderate. The problem is, I’ve tried 2 different SSRIs so far and both helped my OCD but made my migraines so much worse. Like, daily low grade headache, every trigger is way worse, and my bad migraine episodes last weeks instead of days. I’m currently on Prozac, and I’ve been on it for just over 2 months. And I think I need to come off of it because of the migraines and I’m super worried because I’m so dysfunctional without meds. But it seems like SSRIs in general are the problem. (I also remember being on clomipramine as a teenager and it also gave me much more frequent headaches. This was before I started having severe migraines though so idk) Has anyone found medication that works for them and helps them manage OCD that ISNT an SSRI? Or, has anyone found alternative treatments if medication was not an option for you? I am doing ERP through NOCD already, but I’m wondering about lifestyle changes that have helped, cognitive practices, etc? Thank you for reading/responding 💗

Let me introduce myself first. I am Reense. 25 years old & my biggest dream is to become a girl 1 day ( i am transgender ). I am very kind to everyone and i show always respect. I compliment many people & like to talk. But! I had one really bad day 2 weeks ago Goodevening NOCD. I really need your help, please. I am so fucking scared. Let me explain everything. What if i did something extremely bad & i can't remember it exactly because any reason. The images i get in my head, are disturbing, but does that mean it was real? It's playing with my emotions too, i was exhausted & was a little bit mad & angry, but now it's like, i felt angry then, so it must have happened. My mind just won't let go of it. I am so confused. I really can't remember it. Nothing. Help me. Please, don't recommend Therapies like ERP, i need advice & words & answers. I am so scared. What is it? Am i the only one with this in the world? It really feels like i am. It makes me really scared & very sad & it feels like i am dangerous. Please, help me. As i said on the beginning, this OCD is the exact opposite of this extreme situation. I am kind & i care about people. It's so fucking .... !

i like to watch america's got talent with my family, and i think it's great that howie is there because that gives ocd a spotlight in a sense. he's open about having ocd, and it's just a relief seeing someone so beloved and famous (and funny) that has this same disorder. but one thing that bothers me so much is that people make a joke of it so often on there. examples: - a guy went on to get the world record for most fist bumps in a minute, and he made howie stand there as the one being fist bumped. specifically BECAUSE it's well known that he hates having his hands touched due to his ocd - people insisting on shaking his hand or high fiving him - he's often the judge that's brought up as the guest on stage when the act involves direct contact skin to skin, and when he tries to say no, everyone pressures him they make a big joke of this and laugh at him for a very real very serious disorder and have done this for years. i know that he's choosing to stay on the show etc and he could just leave, but it's still incredibly rude and harmful. it clearly causes him distress and makes a mockery of ocd. and yes he's a celebrity and there's only so much sympathy to spare for celebrities, but i think it's totally fair to feel empathy for him and be bothered by it. no matter how famous you are, this disorder is a beast, and this is, in my opinion, completely unacceptable. the other judges and people involved with the show should be standing up for him, not pressuring him to become the butt of the joke just because "germaphobia = funny" and he's a comedian and i'm not just asserting based on personal opinion that he has ocd or playing armchair psychologist— he has talked about it and directly stated that he has it and has even done ocd awareness ads. it is a known fact that he has ocd. this disorder is no joke, and i'm tired of it being treated like one. contamination ocd is not and has never been funny. yes, we can laugh at our own experiences, but other people should never be laughing at someone FOR having a clinically recognized disorder or their symptoms. laugh WITH, not AT, people who are struggling. i thought this was a simple concept everyone was taught i still enjoy the show, but i immediately dislike any acts that pull that move when they absolutely didn't have to and could've called up any other judge or the host terry crews (terry almost certainly would've been enthusiastic about the fist bumps, for example. it was completely unnecessary to pick on the one person that hates hand to hand contact). no matter how interesting their act may be (which it usually isn't— typically it's a gimmicky act that doesn’t make it past the first round), i root against them on principle this was meant to be a small rant, but it just gets me so heated. "germaphobes" (people with contamination ocd) have been treated as a joke for basically my whole life and definitely longer than that, as well as "neat freaks" which are (in my experience) usually also people with some kind of ocd like perfectionism ocd. it's just ridiculous. it's so unnecessarily cruel and needed to stop before it even started. it should never have been treated as acceptable. in howie's case, even the other judges pick on him for it sometimes i'll call it what it is. it's ableism. and i'm tired of it

The 'what if I'm actually trans' came back after a while

One of my compulsions is that I HAVE to confess every little thing in my life my ocd perceives as wrong to someone or else I’m lying to them! And I know from experience that this never helps because it goes away only for a little bit (hence it’s a compulsion) but I wonder how people get through this compulsion in todays world where people can be a little harsh about keeping secrets and such?

I have been obsessed and scared with the fact that when I was 12-17 or 18 I was fully addicted to p*rn , I watched many website and platforms and I am so worried I had watched something illegal without knowing because I was genuinely so addicted . The addiction started when I was 12 , unfortunately a grown man had sent me his private areas and was calling me names etc it was horrible but after that I came across a video on YouTube and things spiralled out of control I watched so much of it and I even had titles I saw with “t33n” and I have been terrified what if they were actually underage and because I watched so much what if it included illegal content . I’m turning 20 now and I do NOT engage with that content anymore at all , I have had a solid months without it especially cause of OCD and I saw articles people with that content arrested and I’m scared mabye it’s on my phone or something I confessed to ai too ( stupid Ik ) . I would watch mainly focused for female perspective , audio , couples but that was the main range but I obviously watched way more in the depth of my addiction which worries me even if it was years ago . I’ve never searched that sort of stuff up but I can’t be sure I didn’t consume it mabye I came across it and just watched it without knowing I don’t know because it was so expansive my usage . I’ve feel like with ocd and having POCD I feel like my life’s over . I’m passionate about the wellbeing of children and their safety and if I could ban porn I would it’s disgusting in my opinion because it destroys lives . If I have any advice to young people do not watch p*rn . It’s not real love or depicting sex correctly and is such an unregulated industry that causes harm to many people . I am also a female and I know p*rn addiction we see lots of men talk about it but lots of women are affected by it too . If you are , I’m here for you . 🫶🏽 😭

Over the last several years, there have been a few instances where my friends have gotten really drunk and need to be taken care of - more specifically, they’ve peed their pants, thrown up, and are in various states of undress/nakedness. I take care of them when this happens but I really struggle with intrusive thoughts and then false memories the next day. I get so hyper aware of my body and my thoughts in the moment and then the next day those moments feel really clear to me and I get pulled back in. I worry I’ve done something wrong, that I’ve been inappropriate or weird, or have taken advantage of them in a vulnerable state. We’re always have discussed it the next morning to make sure everyone is okay. And in each of these instances my friends are apologizing to me for putting me in the position to take care of them and apologize if they made me uncomfortable. But I always say I’m happy to help them, and they have nothing to apologize for, I just want to make sure I haven’t done something wrong. Has anyone experienced this? Any advice for how to deal with OCD as someone who goes out and parties? I know sobriety can be helpful for reducing the instances where you find yourself in this situation, but I actually think sobriety might hit on some moral scrupulosity and perfectionist ocd type thinking.