Everything needs to be in their place
Everything needsto line up
Be in a specific order
Alphabetical
Color and size
The light needs to be turned on and off
An even amount of times
Or my mind believes
Something bad will happen
My rituals are my rituals
My routines are my routines
If either are broken
My head feels like it's going to burst
With anxiety, with panic
Thinking that my world will crumble
Concentration becomes impossible
It's eating in the back of my head
Eating it alive
"How do i fix it to make it better?"
"How can i get my life back in order?"
It feels liek my mind races
With a million idea and thoughts
To make it alright again
My heart beats faster
My breathing becomes faster
Hyperventilating
Ineed to sit, about to pass out
I feel as though i can't calm down
If the routine, the ritual
Is not fixed or put back in order
It may be too much for others
To understand
But to me, it's simple, easy
It's my way of life
There is a method to the madness
Learn to stop fighting it and
Learn to stop fighting it and questioning it will help. Its like jumping into freezing water, but you can do it if you let go. The more you try to control your fear the more it controls you.
thanks
im just trying to bring light to it... some people say they suffer it slightly but there are people who are crippled by it....
Joanna S.
OCD
The world dissembles, the mind arranges and organizes - how is irrelevant, that is the point. The mind is going to do its thing in spite of meds or conversation as advice: moment to moment living. If I had to be neatly clean and in order all the time, I'd never have time to do anything but monitor for orderliness and constantly adjust toward perfection. It's a life. The mind decides.