Yep. I have a proper carers assessment.
Whenever I have spoken to them, they have said that it’s upto the GP. Like I say there isn’t much more the GP can do. My meds are on max, I’ve tried stuff like CBD oils and natural remedies nothing really makes an impact. Out of the many reasons I wanted to join Karate was related to the fact that I know it’s a way of strengthening the mind.
The Sensei said that he also has OCD (I disclosed it on the form). So he said it will be interesting to see how it comes out in karate. It’s nice that he gets it. I have abit of a crush on him; although that’s all it will ever be.
I got a message from the therapist today to say that the appointment has been moved back two weeks because they’ve had to take emergency leave.
I will probably go to the meeting on the 2nd. It sounds daft because I’m the type of person that can go somewhere for work, and be somewhat confident. As my old boss would say “act like you’ve done it a million times.”
Yet something about this had me worried.
My brain has been at its peak for a few days now. Today was the worst, and I could feel it progressing and progressing; yet I could not stop it. It’s the rumination, and obsessive thinking, but then it creates the feeling of needing to know an answer and not being able to cope without an answer. To then googling things and things becoming ten times worse.
I’ve ended up throwing up twice because I just cannot control it.
It’s like when people do that thing where they google a spot somewhere on their body, and somehow they conclude they’ve got three weeks to live. That’s me with everything.
People can get very impatient with me because I often need things clarifying in very straight written terms. If it’s written down I can go back to it if I need to.
The guy I like that does the Karate is also a ward councillor for the are and he asked me personally if I would attend this meeting he was doing to the town tonight. I agreed about three weeks ago.
Yet I just didn’t want to do it tonight. Not out of horribleness. My brain just needed stopping. I struggled through the meeting, luckily I was only taking notes, and recording for the article so I wasn’t doing much. I do feel bad about it. I drove home just thinking, I got home and just wrapped up straight away. It’s like grounding myself.
I do wish more people would understand what OCD is and what it does. I think people forget that because I’m ’determined’ and very ‘resilient’ that I’m somehow okay. I do not feel okay. Everyday is a battle.
I know I’m not exactly young anymore (sort of) but so much has happened to me. I do feel alone in this world, I lost my main support in the middle of a pandemic aged 24, forced to become a carer overnight. I also have to be this figure to both my siblings.
The world is getting scarier day by day, and yet I somehow have to power on through. I don’t have the answers, I barely have the money, and yet systems and whatever else just seem to be designed to push me further into the gutter.
I’m obsessed with showing kindness to the world because I don’t want the world to be as crap as I feel.