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Hi all, I struggle really badly with intrusive thoughts. Recently I have been starting to try to train myself into realizing that they’re just thoughts and telling myself “this is an intrusive thought” and letting it pass. However, I then become obsessed with seeing how much time has passed before having another one to “determine” whether the labeling of it as an intrusive thought has actually worked. I basically think/doubt myself into bringing on intrusive thoughts, by trying to see if I’ve been successful. And then convince myself that I am failing and there’s no way of helping. I also struggle a lot with accepting its OCD. I’ll believe it, and then my brain will tell me “but what if it’s not that? What if it’s really something else? What if you’re lying to yourself about it being OCD”? Anyone else???

Please read, I avoided details, so it’s not triggering... My friend recently came over and we had a good time—we laughed, played video games, watched YouTube. I put on Jubilee videos, which was nice, and then he decided to put a crime documentary styled video about this horrible man and his acts of violence. I tried to explain I rather watch something funny or uplifting, though. My suggestion was disregarded, however. I found to be incredibly triggering, so I left my room to go the restroom. Sure enough the content from that would stay in my head for what’s been a week now, and of course, the unpleasant “what if...” questions came rolling in, which make it hard to go to sleep at night or roll out of bed in the mornings. I don’t want to think about any of that negativity or “what if’s,” I just want positivity and happy things. OCD’s hard enough, but know I’m having the some of the most unpleasant thoughts and images yet. How do I get this stuff out of my head? Has anyone experienced this before? It really brings me down sometimes, like I was I could sleep for a year or be erased from existence for a moment because I hate these thoughts. P.S. And although my friend has given me a world of anxiety and distress, I don’t fault him. He only knows I suffer from “OCD.” Ultimately, I acknowledge it’s a me problem. P.S., PT. 2 I deal with Harm OCD, False Memory OCD, Moral scrupulously OCD, and Relationship OCD (or I can sometimes be effected by this type), if curious.

How has HOCD impacted you outside of reduced attraction? For me, it’s made me isolate myself from my friends and made me feel really self-hateful and critical, and has made my future look kind of bleak whereas before I was, quite honestly, *thriving*.

I guess I just wanted to share my experience and get it all out. So since I was little I was always kind of weird. When I was born the birth was very traumatic and I had brain issues (I was born closer to 10 months in the womb than 9 months) which resulted in epilepsy. I was supposed to be slow in school and behind others but to many people's surprise, I was gifted. I was really smart and could name all the bones in the body before I was in elementary school. I guess there were a few quirks I had, like I hated how certain clothes felt on my body or if my ponytail wasn't perfect I had to redo it. I'd line up my toys by color or something else, and if my sister knocked them over I'd be really upset. I got a little older and I remember developing hypochondria at some point. I always thought there was impending doom and something was bound to go wrong with my body at some point. I broke down in school multiple times thinking I was having heart attacks. I also remember being afraid to go to sleep because I thought I might die or hurt someone in my sleep or someone would hurt me. I specifically remember one time where my grandma was watching ID channel, and it was a show about killer kids. I watched it, too, but I was too young to have seen it and she should've turned it off. For the next few days or weeks, I don't even remember how long, I was terrified I'd be like those kids in the show. I told her to keep knives away from me and I was scared of myself. I refused to wear red because I thought it looked like blood and it would make me homicidal. I wouldn't even write with a red pen. My grandma would always say, "Stop dwelling." But I couldn't and it only got worse. In middle school, in seventh grade, I was thinking of ending things but I remember lying in bed and saying, "Well I've never done anything horrible so I don't deserve death." And my brain convinced me I'd molested my brother because of a humorous memory from years before. So I sat waiting for myself to do it in the bathroom for a while before crying on the floor and going back to bed. In eighth grade I had the worst POCD, and during freshman year. It was constant and embarrassing. I got a boyfriend, who I love very much, and now we get to October of 2020. I was watching a TV show with an interracial couple and I just... broke or something. My boyfriend and I are an interracial couple and somehow my mind convinced me I'm racist against him and I was shaking and crying on phone calls with him, telling him to break up with me. He refused to feed into it and knew immediately I was being crazy. This lasted for a few days. Then I told my mom. I confessed to her that I was prejudiced. I was terrified of being racist. She tried to help me feel better but I couldn't. Then within the next few days, my concern changed to POCD. She literally yelled at me, asking me if I knew how crazy I sound, insisting I'm a child predator when she and I both know I'm not. It was horrible. She told me to try and distract myself when I get bad thoughts so this spiral doesn't go any deeper, because she'd already set up a doctor's appointment for me and we'd figure out other things to do then. I tried but it only got worse. It turned into sexual assault OCD. I was constantly asking my boyfriend if I've ever done such a thing to him. Every single time he said no. But I couldn't stop. I was scared. Then, the worst of the worst... my OCD convinced me I've tried to kill people. Of course this was too much for a 15 year old girl to try and make sense of on her own, so I asked my mom what she thought about my concerns. She told me that the incident I had OCD about isn't worth worrying about, because I'm focused on what I thought at a short moment in time when nothing bad ever happened. I can't keep trying to remember what I was thinking because I'll never know. That was a month ago. Now it's mostly racism OCD, assault, and POCD. Some days are okay, others are horrible. I've tried to stop confessing, which gets easier as time goes on. I try to say to myself, "I guess we'll never know," if my mind is trying to dig into the past. But I'm still terrified most days. It feels like I'll never feel okay about myself.

I had been doing better and I am but I was still doing compulsions and avoiding one of my friend because of my hocd, and now it's back to level 0 again. Today I blocked her on one my instgram accounts because I wanted some kind of relief I didn't want the thoughts that I get before posting something or viewing stories, after I blocked her the relief wasn't for long (I had blocked a few months before also from all my social media accounts but then she had called me and asked me and I had excused that my social media had gotten hacked) now we are not that good friends as we were before HOCD happened just because of my thoughts I have started to hate her even though it's not her fault. After I blocked her my mind went like what if you start feeling bad about it now, what if this thought gets stuck in your mind. And I honestly made my decision for blocking her knowing it is a compulsion, I felt anxiety pulling in my stomach for no reason, it wasn't guilt or may be it was, and my mind why this I blocked her because I wanted and then my mind went like what if you like her thats why and my anxiety increased, my anxiety started flare-up even more and I don't even know why was feeling anxious I had wanted to do it for days now but I ended in blocking her but yet here I feeling anxious all over.

Please someone help me. I feel like I’m in denial. I feel like I don’t have ocd. It’s too real. The intrusive thoughts aren’t as frequent, I don’t have anxiety or do compulsions. I’m not even against the thoughts anymore. I can’t explain how real it feels. It can’t be ocd and the thing is I just don’t want to like girls. That’s it. I just don’t want to. But that sounds like I’m resisting my sexuality and it feels like this too. I’m sorry to everyone on this app but I don’t think I’m like u anymore. If things like internalised homophobia and comphet didn’t exist then I’d know I was straight but they do so now I think I’m just that. I don’t want to marry a girl or have sex with one or anything. I want to be straight and just fucking live my life. I’ve never had a boyfriend and I haven’t had a crush on a boy for years even though my ‘ocd’ started in the summer. I’ve had loads of male celebrity crushes that I’ve felt like I’ve loved and I don’t understand how those could’ve been fake but they must have been. Compulsions don’t comfort me I just watch tv to distract myself and that’s it. I can’t do this shit anymore. I don’t want to like girls but I have to be either bi or lesbian. Please I just want to be straight I don’t get it.

am i the only one that doesn’t have any attraction to the opposite gender

I've currently been struggling with something that is going to make me sound like a piece of shit, even I recognize how messed up it's going to sound. Over the past couple months, I have been worrying about the proper way to interact with a POC without coming across as racist. I know, this is already awful. I consider myself to be an ally who supports POC movements. I'm ashamed of white people honestly, we've oppressed POC from the beginning of time. I'm personally ashamed of my ethnicity. I've been even more so in the past year. I feel like my OCD has recently attached to this though. At least, I think it has, or maybe it's guilt knowing I'm white and part of systemic racism problem as a whole. When I pass a POC on the street, or in a place of business, I'll immediately start to get thoughts like "Am I coming across as rude? Am I being nice enough? Am I being too nice? This isn't about me, so why am I anxious? Stop being so self centered? Are you appearing racist? What if this POC thinks I'm racist? That's awful to assume what they think. Stop making this about you." And basically the entire time I'm trying to interact with someone of color, I have all this dialogue in my head, I'm anxious and I probably physically appear to be anxious, which in turn I'm sure the other person think "Why are they acting so tense/afraid?" It's not that I'm afraid, or dislike POC, I'm way to overly cautious and it's actually coming across as racist I'm sure. And I don't want to make this about me, because it's not, I can only imagine the racism POC have to endure on a daily basis. It's like my own OCD/anxiety is getting in the way of my empathy. I hate it. I want to get over it. I don't know why it's coming up, but I want to get past this.

I’m so scared of myself. Does anyone ever feel like their thoughts are so frequent that it feels like your impulses are real reflections of who you are? I get so nervous every time I drive and go out now, worried that I won’t be able to hold myself back and I’ll snap. I hate these thoughts and feel like I deserve to die. Please tell me I’m not alone. I don’t ever want to hurt anyone.

NSFW HOCD i check my nails in the way lesbians check their nails, my ring finger is longer than my pointer finger on both hands, i’ve been asked if i’m a lesbian before, i’ve had this theme since I was 12 (i’m now 19), graphic lesbian porn turns me on, i questioned my sexuality 2 times before the hocd at ages 10/11 then forgot about it and went back to liking boys, the hocd started with groinal responses, i have masturbated to a girls body once before, i worried i had a crush on a girl when i was 11 for two days but never again, i’m alt looking, i’m an english major, etc. the list goes on and on. this clearly is not ocd. someone please respond. how can i possibly dispute this evidence?

It sucks when you feel like you're the only one who struggles with a certain thing

I'm looking for some comfort. I'm having a hard time at work this morning unfortunately, because I mistakenly mentioned my OCD to a coworker who is completely ignorant to anything anxiety related. He replied, "I dont like labels, you just have tendencies" he seemed to scoff at the idea of needing a therapist. I was reminded of how fragile i am, because I got so angry at the thought of all the internal suffering and torment i went through because of ocd, and that some people have no clue just how severe it can be.. And to think someone completely ignorant to it thinks they know what I went through when they dont even have an inkling..I'm hoping someone here will reply and remind me there are people who get it. It's not a joke, it's not exclusive to keeping things orderly, it's not something you can just get over

I have a theory. With pure o thoughts there is always urgency to solve, figure out, high anxiety etc. I believe this is because there is great conflict going on in the brain between the truth and what the ocd thought is suggesting. If you think about something real,negative,bad, maybe a mistake or something you regret, it doesn’t feel the same, it just feels different somehow. Just something I’ve noticed in myself and thought I’d share.

How to date with hocd and rocd? I have no dating experience and I'm struggling. I've tried dating apps but never really find anyone I feel attracted to which fuels everything. I've been alone for so long it feels pointless. I also feel tons of anxiety to even date. Not sure how to navigate this.

Racism OCD. Thinking I'm a bad person and feel ashamed around POC I know this is going to sound horrible, but I've recently started to worry when I'm around POC, like im an annoyance. I didn't start to worry like this until a few months ago. I don't know what's happened. I notice myself when I'm on a walk or out in public that I'll start to feel anxiety that I'm racist. Or maybe when I see a POC I automatically assume they think I'm racist? I know I'm white and part of the systemic racism problem & that I'm privileged to be a white man. I consider myself to be a Black Lives Matter/People of Color ally. I just don't know why I'm anxious. I'm pretty sure POC around me can tell as well. I don't know why my anxiety has picked up on this. Does anyone else struggle with this?

Hi, I wanted to make a post because I honestly feel really alone. This is going to be long, but please bear with me and let me know if you relate or have any advice. I’m currently dating quite possibly the best guy I’ve ever met. And by FAR the best guy I’ve ever dated. We have such a strong connection and it’s my first healthy, non toxic relationship. He treats me with so much understanding, respect and kindess. But heres the thing. I have truly terrible ADHD, OCD, Anxiety Disorder, PTSD, Panic Disorder and depression. And more specifically I’ve come to realize- ROCD. I constantly have thoughts about him not wanting me, lying to me, cheating on me, etc. I’ve seen a lot of posts about having ROCD where you doubt wanting to be with the other person- but I know with everything in me I want to be with this man. What I obsess about is him leaving me. I have constant anxiety, espescially since my PTSD kicked in about a year ago. Whenever I’m physically with him, I feel incredible. I literally do not get anxiety, and if I do its considerably less harmful- and hes there to hold me and comfort me. I have trouble eating because of my anxiety, but with him that’s never the case. We’ll have a great time- but the second I leave I begin to doubt how he feels. Whether he’s with another girl. Whether it’s too good to be true. Wondering when hes going to leave. These thoughts cycle and cycle in my head in a manner that is so all-consuming I can hardly focus on anything else. If I text him and I don’t get a text back I immediately assumt the worse. I thought at the beginning it was just because we hadn’t made it official, and when we did these feeljngs would do away. But then he made it official. And they didn’t. And then I thought when it got more serious they would go away. But then he told me he was falling in love with me( I felt the same). If anything, it made it worse. I told myself when he told me he was really in love it would get better. He did. We said I love you, and still. Constant worry. He’s not a great texter or caller, but I expressed to him how much I need communication and how much it bothers me when he doesn’t respond- and he apologized (WITHOUT getting defensive) and said that he would work on it. And he HAS. But still. It’s a cycle. The anxiety waiting for a text, the dopamine rush when I get it, respond, then wait and it starts again until he responds. Then again. It’s a vicious cycle and it’s tearing me apart. We’re open with each other- so everytime I get a thought I bring it up to him for reassurance. I explained to him that I’ve been hurt so badly before. The last time I was in love/my first love- was a narcissist who took my virginity by raping me and i stayed with him for a year and a half after that until it got to be too much physical and emotional abuse and he then fucked my best friend. Told everyone I was pathological when I tried to warn people about him. Every guy I’ve started to care about since then has lead me on or used me, and the less attention they gave me the more I needed it and the more I prioritized them. My dad was a narcissist who gave me love then would dissapear, or come back and I would have to take care of him as he was depressed and suicidal (I was 4) and to this day relies so heavily on me that when I don’t respond to him he says hes going to kill himself. I understand that I have severe abandonment issues, as well as trauma, and that I most definitely have an anxious attachment style. I’ve been trying so hard for the past two years to heal myself, but now its all the more important because I can tell that even though hes patient, it hurts him that I don’t feel secure, that I don’t seem like I trust him. I said that as time goes on and I get to knkw him more it’ll get easier, but I’m terrified that may not be the case. I’m so worried that I’m going to ruin this thing, that it will be a self fulfilling prophecy and that I’m missing out on this honeymoon phase, on being happy because I’m constantly worried about when it will be taken from me. I’m in therapy and we tlak about this a lot and I know it stems from my low self esteem and people-pleasing tendencies, but it doesn’t really seem to be helping all that much. Can anyone relate? Does anyone have advice?

i don’t think i have ocd. i really don’t. yes, i seek reassurance 24/7, ruminate almost all day, check reaction, replay memories over and over, but i don’t have intrusive thoughts like everyone else. also, my hocd started at 11 and is on and off. please someone talk to me.

Whenever I see something related to death it makes me cry and think about my family and then I don’t stop thinking about it, is this ocd

Welp, I was daydreaming had a blasphemous intrusive thought in my head and I ruminated and replayed the thought over and over again and I'm fearing that I may go to hell.