I am a major sufferer of OCD. I've had it ever since I was a young child and I finally admitted that I had a problem this year. Up until then, I told myself that what I did (routines, compulsions, etc.) were normal and other people were crazy for not doing them or not feeling anxiety about the same things.

No aspect of my life is OCD-free. It's everywhere. I incorporate OCD into countless things: locking doors, washing hands, checking my phone for scratches and cracks, turning things off, turning things on, and the list goes on.

It's affecting my happiness, it causes me to isolate from people, etc. When I'm around a group of people, I can't wait to find a few minutes to slip away to double-check something or go through my rituals in privacy. As I'm typing this thread, I'm having anxiety about my phone because I'm afraid I scratched the camera lens.

I can't take it anymore. It's driving my crazy, literally. It's affecting my life.

How do you all cope with it?