Today is my birthday and I’m 25. While others feel lonely when no one else is around, I feel most lonely when I’m around my family. I have OCD and they all know this. I don’t know why I care about what chair I sit in, or what order things go in, but I do. The worst part is that they know, and it wouldn’t be so bad if they just didn’t care, but it’s like they go out of their way to torture me about the things I care about, and then laugh when I get mad. My parents never hear my side of anything, my sisters just tell them their side while making it into a big joke. I actually spoke up today for the first time ever to my dad asking him if he would let me explain what was bothering me. He said ‘Go ahead, explain your side so I can laugh at how f***ing retarded you are.’
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ok, so you are not perfect, that is alright. Neither are any of us. We all have many imperfections and idiosyncrasies – some hide them well, but know every one of us is imperfect. Some hide it well, but if you dig deep enough, we all have our mountains to climb.
Your family members may have some of the worst curses of existence… lack of compassion, self-centered arrogance, etc.
You can overcome OCD to some degree for sure, with proper help. It may be an ongoing battle, but so is drug addiction, weight problems, etc., etc., etc. – whatever it is that whoever faces. Point is, it is human to have affliction. Often it is people like you, if you can rise above a poor family base, who go on to be rich in character and compassion for others with problems. So hang in there, and realize that you will have to go outside the family unit for support. It is a shame that they are not supportive, but that is their inadequacy, not yours.