Every day I’m anxious and worried that myself or my loved ones are going to die.
Before meds, my OCD was so bad that the only safe place was sitting on top of the kitchen table. I was so stressed out that I wanted to kill myself.
OCD began manifesting in my life at around 13 years old. It started with intrusive thoughts and fears of smells. As I got older the OCD became counting, superstitions, horrific mental images, and constant intrusive thoughts about contamination of microorganisms. It’s been an absolute nightmare for my family and I, but thankfully I’ve found relief with the help of medication.
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