Ok, so without blowing my own horn...
I am well off, I have a good career, a gorgeous, loving OH and two beautiful boys. I’m also what you’d call ‘typically pretty’. I should have everything.
But I feel like I’m dying. My CBT isn’t managing my OCD anymore, I’m constantly checking my skin for signs of infection. Ive got list after list, outlining exactly where I’m failing. I’ve taken to scratching my scalp til it bleeds to shut the noise out. I just can’t breathe. My OCD normally comes in waves, it’s always there of course but I canplod along with it being almost dormant a lot of the time, until I have a stressor, in which case I’ll either become certain I’m dying of something (bowel cancer this time), or my children are dying, or everyone hates me because when I was 7 I stole a Milky Way from the corner shop. But this cloud has been here for 2 months no, and I’m still here, it’s not lifting.
I’m not depressed, it’s more a complete anxiety I feel. A gripping anxiety where I feel like I’m drowning from the inside out.
The worst part..no one except my oh knows. So everyone else just thinks I’m being a moody cow, or being lazy because I haven’t been able to bring myself to put make up on.
At the Dr Wednesday. Hoping I don’t get medication as I find more holistic/verbal approaches work better for me personally.