It's a disorder!

    Obsessive Compulsive Disorder in Adults

Imagine you are getting up in the morning. You know you will need to go to the bathroom , but the thought of accidentally touching the doorknob is frightening. There may be dangerous bacteria on it. Of course you cleaned the entire bathroom yesterday , including the usual series of spraying disinfectant, washing and rinsing.As usual it took a long time to do it the right way.Even then  you weren't sure whether you had missed an area , so you had to re-wash the floor. Naturally the doorknob was sprayed and rubbed three times with a bactericidal spray . Now the thought that you could have missed a spot on the doorknob makes you very nervous.

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  • I licked the metal lid of the train's bin.

    And ya weren't playing truth or dare and y'all still friends and nobody needs to see a shrink and s/he won't be able to buy a yacht anytime soon. Everybody wins!


    MARY said:

    I've a friend with a slight OCD. He needs to feel that his hands are clean all the time and it can be a real nightmare... Actually, it's a very complicated disorder. Fortunatelly (I hope) he's gonna look for the help of a therapist; but I try to talk to him about it as well. This summer, for instance, we were travelling by train and I was trying to convince him that bacterias can't kill him. To prove my point, I licked the metal lid of the train's bin. After that, he started thinkin' that I also need therapist's help, but well... at least I made him laugh about it and I didn't die, so I proved to be right :3

    It's a disorder!
        Obsessive Compulsive Disorder in Adults Imagine you are getting up in the morning. You know you will need to go to the bathroom , but the thought…
  • I've a friend with a slight OCD. He needs to feel that his hands are clean all the time and it can be a real nightmare... Actually, it's a very complicated disorder. Fortunatelly (I hope) he's gonna look for the help of a therapist; but I try to talk to him about it as well. This summer, for instance, we were travelling by train and I was trying to convince him that bacterias can't kill him. To prove my point, I licked the metal lid of the train's bin. After that, he started thinkin' that I also need therapist's help, but well... at least I made him laugh about it and I didn't die, so I proved to be right :3

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