Christian Castillo60 said:...It looks like Rebecca Roberts2 and restlesspanther1 have already kicked things off with some jokes...
I wasn't joking about the key placement issue.
I’ve been dealing with this Illness for years. In the beginning, the intrusive thoughts really terrified me because I didn't understand what was happening. But once I stumbled upon Bill's topic for Forum, it felt like a massive weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Realizing I wasn't a maniac or losing my mind changed everything. That clarity helped me react much more calmly when those thoughts pop up, which lowered my anxiety and significantly cut down how often they occur.
Lately, I've become quite good at managing things to the point where almost nobody even knows. My family only notices that I'm a bit more cautious about germs.
I'd love for anyone struggling with excessive handwashing to chime in so we can shift the conversation in that direction.
Since I live out in the country surrounded by animals, bacteria and dirt have always been a major hurdle for me.
Now, even if it feels a bit uneasy, I can force myself to pick up a cat (though I make sure she doesn't touch my clothes, otherwise she'll be "dirty" too...), pet a dog, or handle similar "messy" tasks—even though I still prefer using gloves for those things. After any "dirty" task, I always wash my hands thoroughly (regardless of whether I wore gloves or not)
antibacterial soap and that's enough for me now. Before, I used to feel the need to follow up with alcohol sanitizer just to feel truly clean.
I still have to wash up after touching objects I perceive as dirty, like a broom handle (since dust kicks up onto it while sweeping), but since those items are relatively "cleaner," just using water is sufficient.
Every now and then, I allow myself small rituals like straightening chairs, kitchen canisters, or checking the position of a key in a lock. As for locking doors or turning off the gas, those used to torture me. Now, I've learned to simply remember exactly how I performed the action the first time. I don't allow myself to go back and double-check, no matter how much my brain insists I might have left the gas on. By sticking to that rule, I can manage the endless urge to check, and slowly, the compulsion is fading.