Archive for the '--Inside OCD' Category




Jan
1
1996

Mary’s OCD Story

I’ve never known life without OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder). From as far back as I can remember intrusive, unwanted thoughts and fears have plagued me.

The first “episode” of OCD that I can clearly remember was when I was about 5 years old. I became totally obsessed with thoughts about heaven, hell and eternity. I was raised in a church going home where religion and spirituality were very important. I would spend hours trying to figure out … Read The Rest >>

Jan
1
1996

Sue’s OCD Story

Thoughts at night:

My throat and chest feel so congested. Maybe I can cough it up. Oh. All that does is irritate my throat, but I’m still so congested. What if my chest fills up and I choke in my sleep? I think thats whats happening now. Ill try a few more pillows. That still isn’t helping. Its getting harder to breathe. Maybe Ill get up and go outside on the porch. Ahh. That feels good. … Read The Rest >>

Jan
1
1996

Riley’s OCD Story

I Have been suffering with OCD, anxiety and depression from the time I was 7 years old. OCD for me started out with me washing my hands over and over believing that I was contaminated. Then as time went on I started to fear germs, and a illness called HIV. I began to think that if I came in contact with anyone or touched something, that i was going to get AIDS. It was very … Read The Rest >>

Jan
1
1996

Laura’s OCD Story

In reading your story about when you were a kid sitting by the fire, it reminded me of some of my episodes. There are no existing thoughts or problems of your own and then someone makes a remark, or in my case I see something on TV, and then poof, an OCD fire starts from a small spark and before I know it the flames begin to spread and rage into a recalcitrant, obsessive wild … Read The Rest >>

Jan
1
1996

Denice’s OCD Story

In 1995 I was a senior in college. I was excellent student, some would say driven. I was outgoing, flamboyant, friendly, gregarious, risk-taking. During the fall semester I found myself not attending class, crying all the time, looking at the ground. I could not make decisions or carry on conversations. I could not decide what to eat or where to sit or what to do with myself. I was totally paralyzed form the inside out. … Read The Rest >>

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