Tales of Obessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD)

I've had OCD since I was 10 years old. It started with compulsive thoughts of locking doors, and hoping that robbers would not break into the house or fires wouldn't burn down my house.

At age 13, I began to check doors and alarm clocks repeatedly, not remembering if I did something right, or if I remembered to do something. I'd check the door about 50 times before I could leave it alone. Some words would annoy me too, people couldn't say gurgling, penetrate, or lumpy in front of me, or I would cringe and have to perform rituals to get it out of my head. I would take 2 to 4 baths a day, cause I never thought I was clean enough. Things were never good enough for me.

I began to get many phobias, like porcelain dolls, I cannot be around them. Bees, clowns, being left alone, and death are only some of my phobias that I have.

I couldn't not do anything without being indecisive, wondering if it was the right decision for me. Nothing could be done in odd numbers, everything had to be even numbers or it drove me crazy. Mostly everything in my life had to be planned and organized.

At 14, I began to count calories, and that's where my anorexia started. I went from 150 pounds to 112 lbs in a one month period.

Even though I still have OCD and anorexia, I am seeking treatment for both and I want you to know, there is hope, go seek help, before it takes over your life, and if it already has, it is never too late.