My name is Chelsea, i have OCD and it has effected my life in a major way, i have had it for a long time ever since it was about 6 but only recently has it really started to effect my behaviour, health, and my social life. The only way i can describe my OCD is it feels like there is someone in my head making me worry about every little thing. Usually people make rituals to cope with the worry and fears they get from this voice. I used to do that and i absolutely HATED it ! it made me feel abnormal, because in my eyes, who in the world that is normal counts their steps going up a flight of stairs, or washed their hands and even amoust of times a day. So i just stopped.. stopped all my rituals, and eventually it got to me. As of about a month and a half ago i stared to worry, but i didn’t want to cope with it by doing my old rituals because i wanted to be normal, i mean its human nature to worry so i thought that it would make me feel better. But it caught up to me, it got to the point where i got really tired EVERYDAY no energy at all, i was sad, and i just wanted to sit on my couch all day. I felt like i was losing all my loved once, my family, friends, my boyfriend… all because of my OCD, anxiety, all my worry, and my depression, In my state of my depression i keeped worrying all the time to, which made my depression increasingly worse everyday, and i could feel it. Luckily.. my family is very supportive and my dad had OCD just like me, so whenever i have a brake down or a panic attack he’s there for me, he knows exactly what to do to make me feel better. But anyways that’s my story and i want you to read my poem to better understand what dealing with this feels like to me.
Thank you. =)