So after some time away, I’m coming back feeling absolute awful. As I have mentioned in previous posts I have been diagnosed with OCD, and it’s making my caring role so much harder, to a point where I do not want to do this anymore nor do I feel like I can.
I think the trauma and my mums behaviour over the past couple of years has either started it or made it worse as it all seems to make sense now. Sorry trauma is abit of a harsh word.
As I explained I feel so awful about it all,
I have something known as the responsibility version of ocd (sound familiar), it means that I can’t really control compulsions relating to responsibility. Even something as simple as signing a form can send me into absolute panic, I reread about 50 times and the second I look away my mind goes “oh you’ve forgotten, if you don’t do it properly something bad will happen.” I have to check over and over again until it feels right even then it can come back randomly. Then I believe something bad will happen because of my negligence.
Sometimes whilst driving if I have hit a bump I feel awful like I have to check. About a month ago I was driving and I saw a police officer stood at a level crossing writing some info down. I literally had to go and ask him if I had done anything wrong. He just said “were you driving a …. Because they made this slight error” I said no. I explained my reasoning and he was fine.
Had I not asked it would have got to me and got to me over and over again and I would have dreaded an envelope arriving on my doorstep.
It’s like the worrying is worse than the actual event, going back to the bump thing, a couple of weeks ago I was driving to work and a daredevil little pheasant misjudged his timings when running across the road and I hit him with the car. I felt pretty bad that I had hurt an animal, I still do. However I feel different about that incident, I’m not worried, I am sad and annoyed at myself, but not in an overly compulsive way. I know it was not my fault. So when I know something is okay i am able to process things easier than when I think it’s going to happen.
Again another compulsion relates to my car. I can never convince myself I have locked it properly, so I have to check about three times a night and still breathe a sigh of relief when it’s okay in the morning.
I look after a lot of mums needs just imagine the extent of how bad it gets. The thought of a house inspection has just sent me into meltdown. I haven’t been able to control the compulsions at all, tonight I went to my mums house and on one hand everything was fine. On the other every little spec was sending me into absolute meltdown. Tonight now I’m in bed I just cannot control the worrying at all and I can’t function whatsoever. I have been like this for days, it makes me feel awful like I aren’t accomplishing anything.
I’m throwing up alot so I can’t take my meds because they won’t stay down. Between all my conditions I am taking 22 different tablets a day. (Main meds and a couple of vitamins) how is this normal? A year ago I did not need these many to get through the day.
Tonight has been like the last four nights. In the day I have been able to do to work somewhat irritated, and then I have been looking forward to going home and watching the traitors or something only to be crippled by absolute panic and nausea.
I just want mum to be offered a place in assisted living so it is easier for everyone. I am tired of fighting and I don’t know what to do to help anymore. I feel like no one is listening.