I’m a nurse. I have to perform rituals in the hope that my patients or people I love won’t die as a result of my stupidity.
I have had OCD since childhood and my behaviours often change. I have had a mental ritual of prayer since the age of 11 where I pray for everyone I know to be safe and free from harm. I am also a checker and have spent my life constantly checking to make sure no one dies (e.g. “Is the element off? If it’s not, my whole family may burn to death.” “Is the door locked? If not, someone may get in and kill everybody”). I was obsessed with cleanliness and symmetry in my early teen years but later developed an eating disorder and have obsessive rituals around food and eating. I hate the OCD and am aware that the eating disorder is a coping mechanism that although unhealthy, is so much easier than dealing with intrusive thoughts. I have also become a problem drinker.
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