I suffer from OCD, GAD and Social Phobia. They're all getting worse. I've tried to change my attitude and be more positive but i swear as soon as something good happens to me something equally bad will follow to cancel it out. I'm convinced i was born to have an unhappy existence.
Having social phobia means i have very few people in my life that i feel i can talk to. I don't go out anywhere to socalise, apart from work. If i do go out outside of work i need somebody with me otherwise i panic. I can't even go shopping by myself because i feel like everyone is looking at me or judging me. I'm 27 years old but i feel 100. If my Mum has family or friends over i hide upstairs until they've gone. They must all hate me and think i'm rude. I'm always tired because my mind just doesn't stop. I see other women my age who seem so happy and carefree and i just want to go to sleep and never wake up.
I've never had a proper boyfriend, only a sexual relationship which resulted in the last bit of self esteem i had left, being destroyed. He ended up marrying someone else but still got back in touch with me looking for sex (lucky me(!) He's moved abroad with her now and i find myself looking at her instagram and torturing myself for not being more like her. Imagine what she's like and how perfect she must be.
My OCD makes everyday a living hell. Some days i can control it slightly better but most of the time it's very, very bad. It consists of me having to do things a certain way or certain number of times otherwise something bad will happen to certain people. I've tried ignoring the compulsions but i always end up giving in just to get rid of the anxiety, even if it doesn't last long.
I'm just tired of being here. I can't explain how i feel to anyone because i'm scared they'll put me in a mental hospital or something. I just want to be normal, not even happy, just normal. I know that will never happen though. My next door neighbour suffered from the same things as me (not sure about the OCD though) and she killed herself last week. She was 47 years old and never beat her demons. That was a real reality check for me and i don't want to live that long and still feel like this. There is no hope, is there? Not really.