Just ranting I guess. I’ve got OCD which presents as intrusive thoughts but also health anxiety focusing on my children.
Currently today I’ve had a panic attack after making a cup of tea because I imagined pouring the freshly boiled kettle on top of my 5 month olds head (please let me stress I would never, ever, ever do it - it’s just like I panic because I could do it?). My middle son has a cold, his second one in the last month so now I have spent 8 hours googling leukaemia symptoms in children. Someone asked me how I was today and I said ‘yeah I am thanks’ and I have spent two hours worrying about how much of a dick they think I am - to the point I considered messaging them to explain I should have said ‘I’m find thanks’ but logically I know not too.
I just can’t seem to enjoy my children. I’m constantly worrying they are dying. Or that I’m dying. Or imagining the various ways I could kill them if I ever wanted too. I’ve planned their funerals, planned my funeral.
AIBU to think that it’s just exhausting. Mental health issues are the worst.