Now I'm afraid I'll lose anyone at any time. I have OCD and all my rituals are focused around keeping my mom, sister, husband and current cats safe and alive. I text my mom constantly, and if she doesn't answer for a few hours, I panic. I've started crying and hyperventilating if she didn't send her usual I'm OK morning text by the time she always does; I'm ready to drive to her apartment, prepared to find her body.
"I washed my hands again and again until the skin on my knuckles cracked and bled." This statement illustrates the severe impact of OCD on the daily life of an individual, showcasing both the physical and emotional struggles faced by those living with the disorder.