I definitely have OCD. I grind my teeth when I read. I focus on patterns and numbers. I check my email and social sites (like this one) repeatedly throughout the day in cycles, almost constantly. I have frequent intrusive thoughts of varying natures. Fearful, sexual, harming self and others, and random strange thoughts that range from disgusting to humorous. I go through stages of moderate germ obsession, especially in regards to my son, and when he was first born I did go through a brief excessive hand washing phase that resulted in very, very dry cracked hands. I cannot have things that I consider as not "normally" going together sprung on me, or it sends me into an attack. For example, if I manage to agree to letting my husband cook (which rarely happens) and he puts something in a dish that he knows I'm not expecting, I can't eat it. I have certain ways of doing certain things and it can be very difficult for me to be open to different approaches.
I used to have it worse before I was medicated as a child (I am not currently medicated). My clothing had to be color coordinated, sleeve length coordinated, and all turned inside out and facing the same direction. I used to "collect" things that I found out of place around the house and got made fun of for "stealing" them like a ferret. My desk in school was arranged a certain way every day. And now I find it difficult to deal with organizing things at all if they are "messy". It's like I can't even see it all just blurs together. I feel like the meds messed up some part of my brain. It interferes with my helping with chores around the house. I think I preferred my obsessively organized ways to my confused by attempts at organization experience now.
I also pick at things on my skin and my husbands skin and I am making every effort not to do it to my child. (Again, this was REALLY bad as a child for me, so I guess I'm glad that got better)
I also rub my feet together in a certain pattern when I'm tired or upset and trying to stop is a real concentrated effort, and then as soon as my focus wanders I go right back to it again. I will sometimes rock back and forth and pace, as well as spin in circles when I'm having an attack. Also I will sometimes wring my hands together. But that's more the anxiety/panic aspect than the OCD, although they are obviously connected.
There's a lot more, but speaking of babies.... <3
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