| My Story.
Well, I've gone through a lot in my life. My mom died when I was 11 and my dad ended up getting remarried 10 months later, despite the fact he was married to my mom for 30 years. Over time though things started getting better. I started to get along with my step mom, and we ended up moving to a new town, not too far from where I was from. I made some great friends and things were going pretty good, but the summer after my freshmen year in high school my dad and step mother ended up splitting up, eventually divorcing. Anyway, my dad ended up making me move back to my former town and it's been constant anxiety ever since. Even though I've gone here most of my life, things have just changed and I can't stand being here. At my old school I was more outgoing and a different person, but here I'm a nervous wreck. Yes, I do have some friends of course, but usually I just don't talk to anybody.
Okay, that was just a little bit of my history, now onto the OCD.
About the end of my 8th grade here it kind of started. My handwriting HAD to be perfect. This continued through my freshmen year, but now a junior, I've gotten over it within the past year. During my freshmen year the more annoying stuff started happening. I can't have a clock facing me, or I practically can't keep myself from staring at it. I have weird sensation feelings, idk what to call it. I sometimes feel the need to just bang on the keyboard or a surface or whatever my hands are near. As with my feet, it has to be the perfect touch or I feel the need to stomp a little harder or what not. I crack my knuckles, back, neck, and ankles all the time. I can barely handle listening to certain noises like people chomping on their gum. Sometimes I push buttons, like on the car radio or in the elevator, multiple times. There's probably a few other things I've forgot to mention. It started to kind of die down the end of the last school year but it's recently started up again. I don't know what to do. I used to cry to my dad telling him what was wrong and that it was just so hard, but he would just tell me to get over it. I've seen a couple counselers since 5th grade, just because of my mom passing away and other stuff, but I stopped a few months ago because my counseler wouldn't take my new health insurance. I'm currently trying to find a new one, but I just need to know how to cope for the time being. Anyone experience any of this things??
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