Obsessions – Anxiety – Compulsions – Relief
It doesn’t sound so bad like that does it? In reality however, it’s so much more than what the OCD cycle appears. OCD symptoms vary so much, in severity, frequency and how they appear to each person.
For me my OCD behaviours are in a constant state of flux. The more stressed I feel the more anxious I become. The more anxious I become the worse my obsessions are which lead to an increase in compulsions. This then leads to low mood and depression. Although it is helpful to know the cause and effect, the cycle of thoughts it fails to take into account external factors that make things worse.
I know for myself yes obsessions lead to anxiety but that anxiety is not generally restricted to my Ocd obsessions, it bleeds into all thoughts. Yes, my main worry may be about contamination and feeling dirty but then my mind leads on to other obsessions. Am I sure the door was locked? ( even though I checked it 30 times and then some) Am I sure the toaster was turned off? What if my son gets sick because I took him on the bus yesterday? Once one door is open, they are all open. So even with all the obsessive thoughts, and if I can complete my compulsions, which often you can’t because you are out. Does it help? Well this is a difficult one.
The second I wet my hands and rub in soap I momentarily feel better, a great swell of relief. However even if I can ease the feeling of being dirty what about the other obsessions I can’t do anything about? Well guess what… they don’t go away, maybe I will feel more able to think in a rational way but the longer you go without checking the harder it gets to ignore the thoughts rattling inside my brain. So in conclusion it is only partial relief…
Then comes the Guilt.
So guilt? That isn’t in the OCD cycle or so they say, but I find it to be one of the most difficult things to get to grips with. I feel constantly guilty, overwhelmingly so sometimes, but what do I have to feel guilty about? Well mainly my guilt surrounds my son. He may only be five, but he notices things. Only today he said to me “mummy why do you use so much soap, more and more and more, you don’t need to,” Ouch. It’s like a knife being twisted in my gut. The heart-wrenching knowledge that your behaviours are noticed, the fear that they will develop OCD the fear of being dirty, becoming sick, A life ruined when it’s only begun and worse it’s my fault. That guilt is always with me.
So how does obsessive compulsive disorder feel to me? It’s one thing to talk about it objectively, the cycle of thoughts and all that but how it feels? That’s something else entirely.
It feels like an underlying hum of fear and worry that is always there, simmering under the surface, trying to break free just waiting for a lapse in control. Like ants crawling under your skin, your blood boiling, like waves that crash and tumble against the cliff-side trying to break it down. It is hard to describe to someone unless it is something you yourself are familiar with. The constant fight or flight mode that your body is in. Muscles tense all the time, the feeling of mental and physical exhaustion.
It feels like a heavy load to bare and a lot of the time, lonely. This is why I decided to start a blog, because I don’t want anyone to feel alone. I hope someone will read this and they will know there is someone out there who understands.