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Important Info: Lifetime of mild OCD symptoms until a few years ago when I had a major OCD induced breakdown. Left suicidal. Much better now, but still not healed. Apologies if this is long.
During my major OCD breakdown, I became obsessed with reading horoscopes, fortune telling, and the like. I never believed in any of it (still don’t) but my OCD convinced me that I had to check these things in order to avoid bad things happening. They were always the generic horoscopes you’d find in the papers or on your aunt’s Facebook, so I felt reassured reading them because it was generic like “you will speak to someone polite today” or “30% chance of rain today so bring an umbrella!”. Then I read one that was a little bit more specific (still at a stretch though) and because I was so deep into the OCD, it triggered a panic attack, and I genuinely felt my only option to avoid this bad thing happening was to end it all.
Fast forward to now, I’ve put boundaries into place and stopped consuming things like that. However, I do know from treatment, that “boundaries” can quickly become “avoidance”. The only sure fire cure for OCD triggers is to expose yourself to them, and face the fear, so when a few family members mentioned they’d be going to a holistic fair in my hometown at the weekend, a very brave version of me said “I’ll go too so that I can face my fear.”
I’m not feeling so brave now. I know I have to do it. My OCD will create 1000s of horrible scenarios that I’ll torture myself with, so at least if I’m there, I can see those things won’t happen. I’m terrified some con artist medium will approach me randomly and say “oh this terrible thing is going to happen to you” or “oh you are going to be a terrible person/do a terrible thing”, and that my OCD will take over, run with it, and convince me that a) it’s true or b) I have to end things to avoid that becoming true. The people I’m going with have zero wish to go anywhere near those people, and are only going for the handmade jewelry and crystals (which I also don’t believe in). I’m purely going to face a fear.
But I’m petrified. I know it’s the anxiety of facing a long held fear, I know it’s my OCD spinning stories of all the ways it could go horribly wrong. I suppose I just need a handhold? Some reassurance (not reassurance seeking though) that I’ll be alright?