This broke my fucking heart
This is why you don’t lie about having mental disorders. It is not a joke.
This broke my heart
this is real ocd, not the people in school getting annoyed when their desk is messy.
Those last few lines hit me really hard because that could easily be me. In fact, it has been, to a lesser extent. If I hit my left shoulder on something, I have to replicate it on the opposite shoulder. But sometimes, the hit on the right shoulder will be stronger, so I have to do the left shoulder again. It goes back and forth, until both shoulders are equally bruised. It happens with cuts and burns and even just people touching me. Animal bites are the worst because I can’t replicate them, and the pain of not being even hurts worse than the actual bite. Self harming can get really out of hand too- Everything must be parallel and symmetrical, and the same severity.
A lot of people say that OCD isn’t difficult- it’s just some handwashing and keeping tidy. For some people, that might be it, I can’t speak for them. But for some sufferers, it is hell. Some days it’s bearable- but some days, I have to wrap up in a blanket in an effort to keep all sensation symmetrical, because the OCD is so bad that I know the smallest thing could lead to an incredibly dangerous spiral.