var title = 'Psychology and Mental Health Forum Psychology Feed';
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		var time = 'Thu, 07 Aug 2025 04:40:56 -0400';

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		data[0]['title'] = 'GAD, OCD, Irrational Fears';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/gad_ocd_irrational_fears_c-3_u-233962_b-5266.html';
		data[0]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/gad_ocd_irrational_fears_c-3_u-233962_b-5266.html';
		data[0]['username'] = '_FatimaM';
		data[0]['blog_id'] = '5266';
		data[0]['blog_message'] = 'Hello,<br /><br />Well for starters I wanted to say that I&#039;m a Seventeen year old girl who has recently been diagnosed with GAD. I have always feared a lot, and would always obsess over a certain thing/thought. I never really thought much of it, but now that I look back, it all makes sense. When I was around Seven years old, my older brother had came home from school one day and told me about germs, he explains how they were all around us. I quickly became obsessed with the thought that I would catch all these germs and catch a deadly illness and die. Every time I touched anything or anyone touched my hand, I would run to the bathroom and wash my hands. I was washing my hands up to 15 times a day and I didn&#039;t want to touch anything at all... Well like I said, I never thought much about that.. Until recently during summer break I had nothing better to do, other than watch TV, and everything I saw had to do with murders and people going insane. Well I saw this episode on a Hispanic show about a lady who had some type of Multiple personality disorder, who ended up killing her boss. She took medication for her disorder, but that day she forgot to take it.  She didn&#039;t realize she had killed her, until the memory of her kept haunting her. She would see her everywhere, and she would speak to her telling her &quot;You did it, you killed me&quot; much later she got the clue that she had committed that murder. Well I quickly became obsessed with the thought of me going insane or sleep walking and doing such thing. I actually started putting things against my door so if I did sleep walk, I wouldn&#039;t be able to get through. The thing is there hasn&#039;t been a time where I have slept walked. The thoughts used to be much worse, but I&#039;ve been seeing a therapist since the moment I realized I had a problem, and I&#039;ve been feeling much better. There&#039;s days where I feel completely fine and happy and then there&#039;s those other days where I completely panic and feel like my world is falling apart. I would much rather kill myself than to ever hurt anyone in anyway. The thought of doing such thing causes me so much emotional pain, because I know that I wouldn&#039;t hurt anyone. Sometimes I cant help but feel so hurt and upset with myself because of those thoughts, that I just want to end my life. I try to talk to the people who I love about this and try to explain it to them, but they don&#039;t really seem to understand. They say &quot;Oh everyone has those types of thoughts, just get over it&quot; although, everyone might have those types of thoughts, I cant seem to just &quot;get over it&quot;. I basically want to know, is there hope for me? How many others can relate to the way I&#039;m feeling? <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" title="Sad" />  <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" title="Sad" />  <img src="https://www.psychforums.com/images/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":cry:" title="Crying or Very sad" />';
		data[0]['blog_time'] = 'Tue, 03 Sep 2013 17:22:52 -0400';
		

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		data[1]['title'] = 'Is this weird? I'm having unwanted sexual thoughts and anxiety';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/is_this_weird%CA%94_i%CA%B9m_having_unwanted_sexual_thoughts_and_anxiety_c-3_u-262074_b-7157.html';
		data[1]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/is_this_weird%CA%94_i%CA%B9m_having_unwanted_sexual_thoughts_and_anxiety_c-3_u-262074_b-7157.html';
		data[1]['username'] = 'Sadcandice';
		data[1]['blog_id'] = '7157';
		data[1]['blog_message'] = 'Hello. I have been diagnosed with anxiety for a few years now. I am a sixteen year old girl, and I often struggle with intrusive thoughts. My latest anxiety has been sexual thoughts, and feeling guilty about everything. For example, my mom was doing something (I don&#039;t even remember what) and was sitting down and was in her underwear, though i couldn&#039;t tell if she was naked or not. I looked over at her for whatever reason and just kind of instinctively looked down at her crotch area (I have no idea why I do that when I accidentally see someone naked, even a family member) and afterwards, I felt like I looked too long or it was creepy of me. I have no attraction to my mother or anything. But my anxiety has been making me worry about it all day. I even kind of forced myself to glance at hers and other people&#039;s butts to prove to myself that it wasn&#039;t weird and they&#039;re just body parts, etc.  But this kind of thing happens to me constantly, especially when I&#039;m tired. I also always feel guilty and like I&#039;m hurting my boyfriend for having these thoughts and doing these things. Is it weird that I glanced at my mom like that? I&#039;m sorry if this is a strange question, but I appreciate your answers. Peace and love.';
		data[1]['blog_time'] = 'Mon, 30 Jun 2014 20:52:34 -0400';
		

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		data[2]['title'] = 'Nurses who stutter';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/nurses_who_stutter_c-3_u-249126_b-5904.html';
		data[2]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/nurses_who_stutter_c-3_u-249126_b-5904.html';
		data[2]['username'] = 'harmony87';
		data[2]['blog_id'] = '5904';
		data[2]['blog_message'] = 'Hello,<br />I am new to this forum. I was wondering if there is anyone else in this forum who is in the healthcare field and has a stutter? i consider myself a mild stutterer bc I have days where I am very fluent.';
		data[2]['blog_time'] = 'Sat, 23 Nov 2013 19:20:51 -0500';
		

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		data[3]['title'] = 'HOW TO DEAL???? I have BPD';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/how_to_deal%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94_i_have_bpd_c-3_u-259283_b-7036.html';
		data[3]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/how_to_deal%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94_i_have_bpd_c-3_u-259283_b-7036.html';
		data[3]['username'] = 'Phume';
		data[3]['blog_id'] = '7036';
		data[3]['blog_message'] = 'WHERE TO START????....OH YEAH, ZEE BEGINNING, LOL&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; THIS IS LOOOOONG!<br />Im 23, got diagnosed a month ago after a FAILED suicide attempt....<br /><br />The day I tried to kill myself was mothers day, it triggered so much and after a telephone conversation with my dad where he was basically telling me to be more open with him, I just lost it.....<br /><br />I was repeatedly raped from age 6 to 9 by 3 men who some how decided to make me their toy....my biological mother is what you call a &#039;&#039;SHEBEEN QUEEN&quot;. She was that drunk lady down you street you always heard stories about, from the many men who come in and out of her house, poor condition of the house and how her kids just had to deal with all this......*depends on where u grew up*.....anyways, she wasnt around most nights and during the day she either slept or tried to fight off her hang over....it felt normal for me, living like that, I didnt know there was any other way a family lived but it all changed when I met my father, at 6 years old......I didnt know I had a father till I met him, I never questioned who my daddy was because I ddnt know what a daddy was........<br /><br />life was a bit different during the small occassions he would come and buy me gifts, &quot;ILL NEVER FORGET MY 1ST BIKE&quot;....i felt somehow loved when he bought me stuff and gave my mother money and 3 out of 7 nights we had food to eat at home......I really loved my father......school for me is a blur, dont know why, I had different recollections of certain events but its like i slept whenever I went to school and woke up when it was over.......I remember the 3 men who did things to me and threatened me repeatedly but somehow I dont remember doing homework and writing tests at that age.........<br />I was around 9 when i started visiting my father during school holidays and eventually met my step mother and older brother. i remember how kind and gentle my step mom was and how I tried to sleep with my older brother when I was 9 and how the nanny caught me naked on the floor and my brother standing by the door looking confused..........that episode was not shared with my father or step mother.......I thought all boys touched girls the way the 3 men touched me.......<br /><br />anyways, long story short, my step mom was a social worker who noticed my weird behaviour around my brother and other male siblings, I dont know how I acted weird as I have never asked ..........my step mom had to literally hit me for me to tell her about the 3 men back at home....I got taken away from my mother and out in a place of safety after many questions and cross examinations.......that year was the best, I had soo much fun, even though I started being a bully........<br /><br />a year later I started living with my father, wasnt allowed to talk aor see my biological mother and thats when my step mom became &quot;the grinch&quot;.......i wasnt allowed to sit alone with my dad and my brother mostly lived with his biological mother.......LONG STORY SHORT: my step mom was emotionally and physically abusing me and my father being a busy business man was not around all the time.....I acted out by bullying kids at school and got into lots of trouble and went from a star student to a barely passing student.....somehow i did well in school when I was living with my mother and when I was at the place of safety.......anyways, I mostly bullied boys, started hating them, purberty came and i hated them more as I ddnt understand why my body was changing and &quot;crushes&quot;........<br /><br />High school came along and I was put into a boarding school, learnt about sex, drugs and alcohol......my dad was very strict, wasnt allowed to have friends over when i was in primary......my dad did hit me many times when i got into trouble, its his way of discipline....anyways, I failed 1 year in high school barely made it out alive, developed many eating disorders and was obese by the time I finished high school............made friends, and i did love being away...<br /> <br /> <a href="https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/how_to_deal%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94%CA%94_i_have_bpd_c-3_u-259283_b-7036.html" class="postlink-local">[ Continued ]</a>';
		data[3]['blog_time'] = 'Wed, 04 Jun 2014 07:44:23 -0400';
		

		data[4] = new Array();
		data[4]['title'] = 'I am new here';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_am_new_here_c-3_u-353949_b-10063.html';
		data[4]['url'] = 'https://www.psychforums.com/blog/Psychology/i_am_new_here_c-3_u-353949_b-10063.html';
		data[4]['username'] = 'forbiddenskills';
		data[4]['blog_id'] = '10063';
		data[4]['blog_message'] = 'Would love to help someone solve their mind related issues.';
		data[4]['blog_time'] = 'Wed, 13 Jul 2016 13:40:23 -0400';