Today feels promising…

It’s sunny today! I’m actually wearing a tanktop and I’m not freezing cold. This is amazing. A breath of fresh air almost. And listening to Gordon Chambers, Jazmine Sullivan, New Edition… nice soothing music.

I didnt get a chance to clean my room yesterday/last night like I had planned to because the husband hit me with some really really bad news concerning our already maxed out credit card. The stress that I felt was so overwhelming. I started having a hard time breathing. Husband pointed out “your trouble from breathing is from stress”. I didnt bother to link the two, I’ve never had anxiety where I wasnt aware I was having anxiety. Either way, I was trying my best to not go on a total tantrum rampage that would involve me breaking glass… again. I can control these emotions, I know I can. Trying to calm myself down, doesnt help well when it comes to my OCD. I suppress the urge to go completely crazy and my OCD goes up. I was too stressed out to fight it. Want me to wash my hands again? Sure, whatever. Sometimes it almost feels like I’m not in control of my actions, my thoughts… it feels like I’m being controlled by someone, something and the only thing I can do is watch. It literally feels like something is pulling me to do these things and sometimes I just dont have the energy to fight against it. Its frustrating and scary all at the same time.

But today, I’m in a better mood. I woke up with the warmth of the sun. For some reason, on warm/hot days I feel that things are less contaminated. I guess because you know heat can either cause germs to reproduce or it can kill them. Lets just keep thinking that it kills them, yes? So hopefully, today, I’ll be more willing to touch things in my room and get some things cleaned up. I mean come on, how contaminated can something be if it’s been in my room the entire time? It cant be that contaminated!

For example. I got the new Wizard of Ooh Ahz China Glaze (nail polish) collection from Sally’s Beauty Supply and they’ve been sitting in their box. And for some reason I cant touch them cause they might be “dirty”. But how dirty could they be if they’ve been sitting in their box for a month? If there were any germs on them, they would have died off by now. This pattern of thinking is insane. My OCD doesnt seem to agree. It seems to think that germs dont die off. Ever. My OCD obviously needs to go to school!

I did do good yesterday though. After touching the vacuum (which must be contaminated) I managed to pull out some Skittles fun sized packets from their box (I keep a snack box near my bedroom door) and tossed them on my bed (my bed has to stay uber clean). And this morning I accidentally kicked my foot towels during my sleep and they fell over and touched the wall, but I’m too lazy to re-wash them. So, oh well!

Besides disinfecting my sock about five minutes ago, I’m hoping today will be promising.

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Freeways & Fears.

I’ve driven on the freeway more times than I can count. I know the freeways I drive on like the back of my hand. But, it was always with someone else in the car. I’ve never driven on the freeway alone.

I cant.

I have this weird unexplainable fear of driving on the freeway alone. A fear I dont understand myself, I’ve driven with my husband asleep the whole 2hrs home from San Jose. So what’s the difference between someone being in the car, but asleep versus no one being in the car? There isnt much of a difference.

The only thing I can come up with is that there’s a second pair of eyes that will catch things you dont see, things in your blind spot. But other than that, why do I feel that I cant possibly drive on a freeway alone?

This poses a huge problem. A huge problem because I’m unable to work outside of my extremely small town (that has NO job opportunities). I’m unable to drive to school by myself if I have to. I’m trapped in my town with the fear of something bad happening if I venture off to the freeway alone.

Weird right? People drive to and from the places I need to get to everyday and nothing bad ever happens to them, so what makes me think something bad will happen to me? You’re more likely to get into an accident IN a town rather than on the freeway! I cant count how many could-had-been accidents I’ve had within my town versus being able to count on one had how many could-had-been accidents I’ve had on the freeway.

Hmph. This sucks. Just thinking about it is giving me anxiety :( .

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My different types of OCD.

Not everyone has the same exact type of OCD, there are general categories but everyone’s OCD is different and fits to them. And in most cases, you can suffer from more than one type of OCD.

For me… I suffer from contamination, intrusive thoughts, “happy thoughts” and hoarding.

When I was younger, my friends would constantly mention that I was a pack rat. I was obsessed with saving papers from school, letters, etc when I was younger. And as I got older, the boxes of things I’d save would start to pile up. Eventually it turned from saving things to purchasing back up of things. I know a lot of people who buy back up’s of their favorite MAC product because normally, they’re limited edition and that’s reasonable. But I backups of random things. Kleenex, bar soap, food’s, pen’s… ELF makeup brushes… just plenty of random things that dont really need to be “back ups”. And for awhile, candles. I bought SO many candles at some point. If I found a favorite scent, I’d buy five of them. Just in case and the bad part about it? I dont light candles. I save them. Even though I have backups, I dont want to lose them. With that said, you can only imagine the things I have piled up in my room (entry about my room and my mess later).

With intrusive thoughts, besides the one I mentioned earlier (about the yes and no) it didnt go beyond that until recently. Recent as in maybe within the last two or so years? I would have little intrusive thoughts here and there, but nothing that kept me up at night. My intrusive thoughts got at their worst when I was able to minimize my contamination problem in 2008. One OCD went down and another went up. It was so bad that I literally couldnt sleep because I was scared. I was paranoid when I drove and when I’d step out of the house. Every sound made me jump. When my contamination went back up, the intrusive thoughts started to go down. When my boyfriend left for Basic Training late last year, I knew that would probably be the hardest thing I could deal with. Who was I going to call when I couldnt sleep cause I was scared? Surprisingly, I tried really hard to be strong while he was gone and I had maybe, 4 or so nights when I wasnt able to sleep while he was away at Basic. So that was pretty good. Right now, my intrusive thoughts havent acted up too much. Though I will admit, I’m scared to get a job because if I have to close, my intrusive thoughts will probably act up badly.

I dont know if there’s a term for this so let’s just call it Happy Thoughts. Its when… say I’m doing something. Writing, drinking something, eating, holding my breath… things that you do where you’re required to stop. If someone is talking and they end a sentence with a word that isnt “happy” I cant stop what I’m doing until they do.

Perfect example of this is something that happened last night.

I was drinking water and my husband was talking to me and he ended his sentence with “die” and I couldnt stop drinking my water. I tried to convinced my OCD we can just go off a word on TV, that’ll work, right? NO. It doesnt work like that. The original person who said the word has to say something else. I eventually ended up spitting up the water. And told him he had to end his sentence with some other word! Oh! And another word you should never end your sentence with when you’re talking to me it. I, myself avoid ending my sentences with that word. And yes, it has something to do with the movie. I saw that movie when I was in the 4th grade and since then I’ve had an OCD about that word. So say I’m in the car and the radio is playing. If is switch the station and the last word I heard from the previous station is “it” or “kill” or something (you know, rap songs these days) I have to switch it back and switch it again on a “happy” word. Same goes for if I turn off the engine, I have to start it again and turn it off again.

Contamination is the most dominant of all my types. It bothers me on a daily, hourly, minute basis. For example, sometimes when my dad is out, he’ll call me and ask me if I want anything eat. When he gets me food, I always always always have to disinfect my drink cup. Before it comes in my room, it had to be disinfected. The only time it doesnt have to be is if I’m planning on showering soon. The rules for my room depend on what I’m doing. If I’m home and I dont plan to shower anytime soon (like now, its 4PM, I dont plan on showering until tonight) then everything has to be clean and disinfected if its not clean. If it were closer to my shower time and I had no plans to go on my computer from the time I’m eating to when I shower, then the cups/plates/etc that come into my room dont have to be cleaned. This has gotten to the point where I’ve disinfected Pepsi can’s and accidentally got disinfectant on the mouth rim. Pepsi and Lysol do not taste good together!

Okay, my OCD may be bad. But at least I’m not like Emma on Glee. I will never disinfect every single grape before I eat it!

Doing laundry (like I did today) can be hard sometimes. I put my clothes in the washer, disinfect the inside top part of the washer so that when I pull the clean clothes out and into the dryer, if something touches the sides I know its clean. Transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer can be difficult sometimes, especially when its bed sheets or my most hated laundry – my comforter. You can not imagine how stressful that is! After putting my clothes safely into the dryer, I have to wash my hands after pushing the “start” button. Taking it out of the dryer is a hassle as well. I have to make sure the clean clothes are wrapped in each other, nothing is hanging or sticking out and I’m hugging it as close to me as I can. It cant touch the wall or ANYTHING on the way to my room. Not only that but I have to make sure my pajama pants arent touching the wall, the stairs or anything while I’m doing this. And yes, I’m aware of everything that’s going on at the same time.

Like today, I was bringing up some clean clothes up to my room and my slipper back brushed up against the stair, I have to disinfect it later. And my OCD will remind me over and over and over until I do it, it’s reminding me right now. But since I spray it with Lysol spray, I have to wait until shower time to do it. So it cant pressure me to do it now since I physically cant.

When I bring up the laundry, it’s multiple times. I dont just gather everything in one huge ball. No no, that’s a bad idea. I usually take my face cloths/socks/panties and wrap them in a feet towel and bring them up that way. Then I move on to shirts/tanktops/pajama pants and wrap them in together and bring them up that way. Then if I’m washing my bath towel, that usually goes last with any remaining feet towels.

Right now, my OCD is to the point where I cant touch anything that I’m unsure of if its clean or not. Like I got a package yesterday of makeup. It obviously wasnt packed “clean” like and I dont know who touched it before me so as of right now I cant put it away because I’m in my “clean” state. So I have to wait, again, until before shower time.

I hope this made sense, or didnt since I think its not suppose to? But hopefully you have a better understand! Goodness, that was a lot to type up lol.

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My laptop charger!

I have a mini laptop (that I’m actually blogging on right now in Panera Bread) that I bring around with me sometimes. I never brought the charger with me because I didnt want to get it dirty. But the battery died on me two months after I got the laptop, so unless its plugged in, it wont turn on. At all.

Fry’s said it would cost well over $100 to get a battery replacement so I just stuck it in the garage to collect dust. Until someone on Amazon mentioned that they bought a backup battery from Amazon for $68. Thanks Fry’s, thanks a lot!

Anyway, the purpose of buying the laptop was to bring it around with me/to school to get some work done away from home. And just recently I decided to pull it out and bring it around with me.

The first time we went to Panera Bread it was fine, the charger didnt touch the floor. I lucked out. But today, the table I’m sitting at, I’m not so lucky. The charger is officially on the floor. I’m trying to convince myself that people dont usually walk there, cause they probably dont and that its going to have to touch the floor eventually. I’m doing well so far with not freaking out about it, but I cant help but glance every now and then :( .

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OCD & being married…

My husband was with me before my OCD turned full blown. And he was with me when it was at its worse as well as when I decided to start therapy (he actually came with me to every single therapy session I had. Except for one, cause it was an hour before I had to start work). So when we got married, he knew exactly what he was getting into!

I know my husband says that its okay, the way I act with him and OCD but I know its not. And I feel bad. I feel bad that he has to put up with this too, and he’s not the one with it. I wish I could give him the normal relationship we once had. I wish he didnt have a wife that freaked out about certain things that dont even make sense.

I’m lucky, actually. I’m lucky enough to have someone who knows what will make me freak out. Who’ll get to it before I do and calm me down because he knows my exact reaction to something. There’s two ways he goes about me and my OCD; he calms me down and assures me nothing is wrong or that something didnt touch the ground or he’ll “clean” it, which consists of him wiping something between his hands or with his shirt or he’ll expose me. The only way to really get over OCD is through exposure therapy, which isnt happy or fun. Sometimes he’ll expose me to something that’ll make me freak out (if the situation comes up) and tell me to deal with it for a few seconds. By the time I can rush off and wash my hands or clean whatever happened I’m burning with anxiety.

My husband and I dont live together, we just got married (almost a month ago) and he’s suppose to be in Florida right now for Tech School for the military, but sometimes things just dont work out and you dont have a plan B. So for now, we live separately. Which doesnt bother us at all! But it does take away that “we’re married” feeling. He spends the night sometimes, and when he does its in another room. Simply because of my OCD. He cant sleep over night in my room. In fact, currently, no one but me can be in my room right now. So he literally cant even step into my room.

It is pretty shitty, he’s not sleeping in another room because my parents are forcing him to. He’s sleeping in another room because of my OCD. And we’re married. It’s insane to think about. Seriously, what the hell am I doing?! But that’s just the way it works. And I wish it didnt.

My dad asked me once “what happens when you get married and live together” and honestly, I’ve worried about that for years. I dont know what. I’m hoping that since the place will be brand new to me, and no rituals have been set that I can just keep it that way. I know I cant keep it that way for long, but I’m hoping my loving husband can help me minimize the rituals by the time we move out together. It’s going to be a huge and hard step but I know he’s going to be as helpful as he can be.

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Rituals.

I have a couple of rituals. Some I do every single day, others I do when the situation comes up.

Morning Ritual

Every morning, I have a ritual. I cant do anything until I finish this ritual or my entire day will feel “off” and most likely, I’ll be irritated the entire rest of the day. And it has to be in this order. This is my current ritual.

  • Roll up fleece blanket and place next to towels (which are on my bed)
  • Change from pajama’s into “house clothes”
  • Put on socks
  • Put on slippers
  • Pee
  • Brush teeth
  • Wash face
  • Wash glasses
  • Wash hands
  • Come back to room and fold bath towel, place next to pillow, place feet towel folded on top of bath towel and place clean pair of socks on top of feet towel

If I have to do laundry that morning I do laundry after washing my glasses then I wash my hands, if I dont then I’ll end up having to wash my hands twice that morning.

Night Ritual

  • Vacuum bathroom rug
  • Wash hands
  • Disinfect toilet cover
  • Grab towels and socks from my room
  • Bath towel on the toilet cover, feet towel on the floor and socks on the bath handle
  • Place slippers semi next to feet towel
  • Close bathroom door
  • Close mom’s bedroom door
  • Vacuum room completely
  • Disinfect other toilet seat
  • Brush teeth
  • Undress (in a particular order)

It use to take me an hour to do my night ritual and with practice (not that I had a choice) it was easier and easier to do, now it takes me a total of 10 minutes to set up to shower. On the days I’d work over 12hr shifts at my previous job, doing this at 4AM wasnt my favorite time of the day.

Shower Ritual

  • Wash feet
  • Shave
  • Shampoo hair
  • Body
  • Face wash
  • Rinse face and hair and body at the same time
  • Conditioner
  • Wash feet again

This use to be different, I use to do everything twice but I realized how much it stripped my hair of its moisture and my skin so I had to force myself to do it only once. And believe me, that was really hard to stop doing.

Like I mentioned, I have other rituals that I do when the situation happens. And today’s one of those days. Why? Because my dad showered today and when my dad showers, he moves everything in the bathroom. It drives me nuts. I have to go and fix everything before I can shower. Seriously, just thinking about it irritates me.

Having two people with OCD living in the same house never goes over well. Ever.

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Hello.

Hello :) .

I’m not good at writing first entries which might be hard to imagine considering I run over 10 blogs (currently).

My husband actually came up with this idea. I have a private OCD blog just for myself, that I’ve had since before I decided to go to therapy in 06′ but I hardly update it since it’s just somewhere for me and most of the time I dont feel the need to update myself on small little changes (even if they are significant), I never really put much thought into making an actual OCD blog for others to read… so when he mentioned this, and with some responses from my friends, I figured… why not!

If you’d like to know the whole back story with me and OCD click here.

If you’d like to contact me, click here.

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