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- 1y
Ever have the feeling of “I’m never getting better, I might as well quit if OCD is gonna be with me forever, louder and bigger than me or not.”And in turn, you sit in that feeling of sadness and failure yet in a way it’s comforting cause you don’t have to do anything anymore? That’s me right now. I hit these moments of giving up or losing faith in myself often. I get back up one day, I know I will and can…but when I do, sometimes I feel like a fraud. As if I’m tying to convince or gaslight myself it’ll get better when I can’t really see much change myself. And if there is change, it doesn’t last long. You gotta keep practicing it as techniques start working but for some reason I slip up and ruin the progress and process each time. I go back to the compulsions, I go back to letting the intrusive thoughts make me feel awful and afraid to do anything, I go back to hating myself, my brain, and my life. There’s a strange comforting feeling in quitting and doing nothing, somehow though. I’m not sure why, exactly. I guess it’s familiarity after leaving that old routine? Maybe just not trying and hurting my brain is why it feels toxically nice. I’m not sure.. I don’t really need advice but I welcome it. But I would like to know if I’m not alone in this?
- Trigger warning
- Mid-life adults with OCD
- Older adults with OCD