Anyone else afraid to get help?

Thanks for the explanation on SSRI's. I didn't actually know why the word 'inhibitors' was used in their name but now I know. I used to think that the SSRI's inhibited the production of Serotonin but I knew that this is the 'happy' chemical in the body. But Eureka! - I now know that the drugs work on the gland that re-uptakes the Serotonin. What a nasty gland it is!


So what do you do Entangled? I mean, what makes you an OCD patient?

Entangled wrote:As an OCD sufferer, too, it's not easy to stop the compulsions.

Have over tried to stop them completely?

Do you get, anxious and feel you have too keep doing it if you stop?

OCD is an anxiety disorder. What's weird is, what are you really anxious about? Not high-school? That's a new anxioety

Complusive acts are governed by obsessive thinking. You probably don't even know that you are doing it! It's a buffer for someother anxious thoughts

The question is? What are the thoughts that make you anxious, so you do repeative tasks (rituals)?

That's why it's called Obsessive (something that sticks in the mind, Compulsive (something that relaxes you) disorder!

How was junior-high! Did having OCD make you feel "odd". If not? I don't think there would a problem.

More info might help?

huh. that was a really interesting post. i guess, thinking about it, highschool may not be the exact problem. there are aspects of highschool i am actually really looking forward to. but then there are alot of simularities about with junior high, and junior high was not very fun.

anyway, i think the problem is that, as you said in one of your other posts, im trying to get control from my compulsions. i think. this fear, im guessing has to do with an event approaching, which is basically the first week getting settled in is not really about that. but instead feeling out of control with everyone there to see me like that. i do compulsive things, because in a way i convince myself that they will make it ok. so i guess it does reduce anxiety.

and you know how you said when someone tells you something at your job, and it makes your mind race as supposed to letting you just shrug it off, i can really understand where you are coming from. i obviously dont work or anything, being to young to and all, but when people say things to me or rather dont say things, not always even something negative, i can read way to much into it.

one example is, usually my mom will make some comment during the week that i need to eat more. well she was telling my brother how in shape he was just yesturday which lead me to think of that, and how my mom hadnt made that comment to me lately. The next thing I knew I was thinking she wasnt saying it because I didnt look in shape, and then I thought I was maybe getting fat, and I worried about it for a long time. But thats the thing, I just keep anyalizing it, and eventually I came to the conclusion that may be I need to eat a bit less..the thing is, i dont really consider myself very superficial at all

Another example is when I was talking to a friend on the phone the other day, cause the message on the machine told me to call (otherwise i wouldnt have called, and actually avioded doing it for three days...). and anyway when we finished talking, she was like "I've got to go, I was supposed to be at the mall 20 minutes ago". (Keep in mind she is my best friend) well all of a sudden I wonder who she is going to the mall with, which makes me think she is going with her new friends she has made i dont know(she was talking about a camp she went to), which makes me think she likes them better than me, and finially that she just talked to me cause I called and that she is not even my friend anymore.

i dont think this is nearly as bad as what you go through thinking, but the thing is, by the time ive over analyzed it so much, i actually become ok with the idea. like for instints, i became ok with the fact that i wasnt her friend at really, and i didnt stop thinking that way until she called me up two days ago to ask me to hang out. and even now i feel like we arent really friends...but at the same time, i KNOW this is based on practically nothing. it drives me insane..or rather makes me think im slightly insane, b/c i shouldnt be this paranoid.

Hi,

I have all the same compulsive-things you have and well many many others. I think you should try to get help as soon as possible because this is a tricky desease and I believe you will find it easier as you get to talk to someone. I know it can be wierd with the family and all but the thing is you need to take care of your self (man, I sound so... mature and I believe your family want you to feel well. And another thing, seing a psyciatrice is not a big thing. But it is a very good thing.

Take care now!

For both replies?

OCD is a tricky thing in, it can never be found exacly.

If you are goin' into a highschool, its natural to be worried.

There are many unknowns and hardly any answers.

If this problem is completely centered around a new school or a new situation...you will be nervous.

You have no idea what to expect?

If you worry to a point that you feel sick and imagine extreme terrible things..that's a different story.

One of the things in any situation that you will go through, where you don't know what will happen..is that everyone will be in the same boat. Each person going into highschool will be nervous.

They'll pretend they are not...but, they are. Fro at least a month or so!

So you are all in the same boat and, all being this way, their attention is on thereselves..not you! THey are nervous!

IF you can? Try to get into groups you would like to know...Chess, acting, band, athletyics...what ever!
This is scary!

But imagine a bully and he's singly you out and tries a number on you...but, his eyes are carried to someone who is behind you. You look behind and a junior or senior thesbian (acting) is there?

Bully backs down!

"Don't worry about him? See you in acting class and thespian group!" Slaps you on the shoulder.

The bully has no idea what he's dealing with and a person who sticks up for someone shows you have respect among the whole highschool.

If it get's worse..everyone knows... even your group!

Gong into arts is like saying hello to bullies. Funny thing is, the people behind your back know exaclty where you are. THey went through it, too.

If he comes back with friends... the school will know and the Thespians will know.

"I'm doomed... he brought his friends!"

Don't be suprised to see a whole bunch of seniors with a person with a hand on your back, again! Don't be suprised by the seniors, for you are thesbians (actor), and they stick up for themselves.

They will not allow it!

I wouldn't?

And, I'd be there.

Take some pyschology courses or become part of a group that is "psychology?"

Bullies...explained so well and shown.

You are alone and he has a weapon IF he uses it.. his world will crumble and all his life will be thrown inot a criminal area.

This isn't easy? I'm never saying to anyone to do this. If he draws blood... the rest of his followers will be scattering and he will, too. You are wounded? Suck up the pride and tell them who where and what? Staff are around you and a whole "hospital" on there mind?

HIM?

He's gone and will never bother you again for he "dug" to deep.

For all those who say your a snitch... weigh it upon all who fall with you...'cause you ar not the only one. This guy attacks many people and there will be a whole lot of them realising that you took him for his bluff.

IF it can get worse.. before it happens..take defending courses.. like martial arts.

This was me!

Blood speaks thousands of words in a school and, showing you can stand up, is break through to all of them.

Never agree to "after school".

"Are you so afraid that it has to be that way? Why don't you do what you say? It sounds cowardly?

"NOW!"

Never give them the luxury of being in their place. Do it in yours!

All the followers will questioning bully and why he says what he says and threaten them and, the hourd is gone...

Now..what's the best area to gain confedence and what do you do to gain it?

IF it get's bad...take martial arts. A place that respects and shows you yoour potential...A real martial arts course!

Remember...Martial arts is an art of defense and offense..(Arts)! Those black belts... in a locker room.. and you admit your scared?


I was crying from OCD fear and my "teacher threw" me into bathroom! It's not easy to say or descibe... it's kind of embarrasing!

When I came out by him... 12years old, I was ...Older black belts came to me and said, "Don't let him screw with your mind? We are watching you! And, you are on out "list". BLack. hjispanic and white... together as one!

Strange... I never knew racism and was never taught it! When they say that, you are on there "list" of practice and betterment and Gained half way up the ladder to their area.

The 'little" ones where watched by the better and taught

I was put in the adult area at 12 years and I gained my belt by, not the "teacher" but..many others who do this!

3 more belts and I would have been a Black belt. I would have been registered with the police as a "Personal Weapon!" 1971

If you gave a 9 ml automatic, your regestered. IF I gained black..in this place.. that was no YMCA or anything... your body was grouped as a weapon..just like any weapon!

I never got through it..the "teacher" had a heart attack and my parents pulled me out.

With OCD..I think I did a good job, For, what I could find?

Strange.. if I get into an area for fighting.. i always seem to behave Al I Ki Kemp Karate. I never hurt anyone with it.

Strange.. I always seem to be ready! I guess it was drilled in me.

That is why I hope those who are afraid..like me.. go through this and find self-esteme!

Defense...just that...

It helps with anxiety!

Where is good place to learn martial arts to gain confedense.

IF you are supposed to take off your shoes when comming in and carry them to the locker room...good...IF the teacher, not only drills you in technic..but shows you how to regulate your emotuions and body...good. THey'll teach you that.

The black belts came to me.. nto because I was a "scared kid", but, they saw somthing?

Before I was thrown out by my parents, I wa already to be amoung to "upper class" with all of these people.

Whow!

IF you don't think we where really serious, I was in ternamant and what I saw amozed me. NOt the board breaking? A young Chinese kid that I befriended and made my day.

My parents weren't there. He was!

He said, after fooling around and having fun, he pointed to his DAD.

This was interesting and showed the discepline fo this art.

His father blind folded and had a sword... looked like a samari sword...and after a few moments of meditation, was ready for a bare chested man on two fodling chairs.. metal type...you see them all the time?

A water mellone was put in his chest as he lies dowd on them and consentrated.

DAD..was blind folded with this sword..cut himself in the finger to let everyone know.. this was sharp.

One sweep and the sword went through the mellon to his skin. He took his blind fold off and the man had a mark of the blade..no blood...

Basically..if you want to know martial arts...do your research and find someone who knows what they are doing. Respect and drilling and constant help and understanding from proffesionals.

Me..I left for ky parents found grades to be slipping so told him i was leaving.. IT wasn't two days that this man suffered from a lethaL HEART ATTACK!

My point is..not to follow my footsteps...but.. being afraid of school are s something that should be stopped. No more violence and finiding it and stopping it.. students and teachers a like.

For I have a daughter who will go through this and...I unfortunately, have no way of telling my experiences in first hand basis.. just a phone call.

Real live in parents can help a teen get through their problems..but, it takes wisdom and caring to know they can.

OCD..doesn't help..but with patrents to understand..your half way home... learn... teach yourself and terach her/him...

THe best car cfomes from the parentw themselves!

Hi there,

I feel like I am very much like you. I was (and still am in a way) also afraid of doing stuff at your age and I believed people thought I was mature because of that but that was not it and just because people think a certin thing about you does not mean that is how you are. Im not saying you´re not mature cause I believe you are as you dare to talk about your problems, I mean in general.

The thing is you should not take on too much responsebility for things okey? You are allowed to be a kid and you are allowed to be sick even if your siblings are as well. Its just so important. See I know from experience what it can lead to I personally take on too much responsebility (like in my head) and that only makes me feel like crap and it does not help anybody.

I think you should, if you can, this is what I do when I am afraid of getting a too big reaction on something I am about to say. I pick one of my parents, say my mom, I go to her and before I tell her what I want to say I tell her this is what I feel about it and this is how I don´t want you to react and I talk to her eye to eye when she is not doing anything particular so she is not distracted. It works for me, and then I tell her and we can talk about it without over reacting and all... Do you know what I mean? Tell her you have a problem but also tell her not to overreact because you don´t want to blow it up. Am I making sence?

Im here if you want to talk!

Anonymous wrote:Hi there,

I feel like I am very much like you. I was (and still am in a way) also afraid of doing stuff at your age and I believed people thought I was mature because of that but that was not it and just because people think a certin thing about you does not mean that is how you are. Im not saying you´re not mature cause I believe you are as you dare to talk about your problems, I mean in general.

The thing is you should not take on too much responsebility for things okey? You are allowed to be a kid and you are allowed to be sick even if your siblings are as well. Its just so important. See I know from experience what it can lead to I personally take on too much responsebility (like in my head) and that only makes me feel like crap and it does not help anybody.

I think you should, if you can, this is what I do when I am afraid of getting a too big reaction on something I am about to say. I pick one of my parents, say my mom, I go to her and before I tell her what I want to say I tell her this is what I feel about it and this is how I don´t want you to react and I talk to her eye to eye when she is not doing anything particular so she is not distracted. It works for me, and then I tell her and we can talk about it without over reacting and all... Do you know what I mean? Tell her you have a problem but also tell her not to overreact because you don´t want to blow it up. Am I making sence?

Im here if you want to talk!

You are perfectly right! In many ways...but Mom was different?

What I am telling you is very imotional and problably make a new thread.

But, we all have unique experiences.

You have very valid points for many to hear.

But as for me..my situation was different.

IF you have ideas after reading this...I would like to know.

One thing I want to know..when I moved out..my Mom changed.. she had a selective memory..and I could see that. The horror is gone...as long as I am not living with her. We do much together, now...for she is elderly and I want to make up and we have talked about other things that she couldn't...like her life...So...right now...with my Mom..it's not as bad as it sounds below...

But, it must know...the horror!

If it wasn't for my own life experiences..I don't think I could have ever loved my Mom...I thatnk for that !



But, my Mom..even at my age...tell a problem...she doesn't understand?

MY Mom was nightmare...so were friends when I was little. I only had one true friend I could count on..a girl!

We were great friends and Mother hated her!

But she blacksheep like me!

Imagine calling on your friends and after they said they'd play..you could look out your window as they ran hoping they didn't "ditch ya!"

One friend...I never underestimated women...and I like them...heterosexually, too..I worked under them in Psyche hospital and saw what they can do as proffesionals.

Girl's..you want ideas how to get up in the world..I know!

But, back to the subject.

I had two places to live when I was little..a corner of basement I was afraid of.. and a den..10 X 6 maybe!

That's it. My Mother had OCPD so bad that I was unclean and could never be in anyother place.

So, I have OCD..I'm a slob!

For running in the house as hyper kid..I was locked in closets..for Mom knew I was scared of them..and thought it a great punishment!

Being a marrage saving baby, my 13 year older sister..a teen, would argue and defend me as I kept looking at a dreaded light from a crack of a closed door. She never won..she left at eighteen. The coal room..made into a make shift store room was my worst fear.

As I got worse as OCD, since 2, I was taken in the middle of the night to that place and was expected to lie on dirty matress in the "Coal Room"...until my Dad snuck me away..knowing my terror.

My Dad..mostly shut up all the time. He was my Sisters girl..(Marrage saver baby)..but.. rarely.. he came and rescued me!

IF he stood up for me..realizing I was right..Mom was packing bags to leave to ENGLAND where she felt she belonged until she was so pitiful...we just left and she stayed in her kitchen and "everything was forgotten."

As teen...the same stuff... prevoleges...I stayed an hour earlier and never had what the friends had. Everyone got together at night for "kick the can"...I was calledin!

Embarrassment.

I finally got into my ROOM!

When I got into an argument..no one wins...so i would leave...listen to music load..twenty minutes later, for curiousity, I turned it down and snuck to the ear shot of the kitchen...

Mom was still condemning since the time was born...and no one was there...I went back up and ...to my music.

The tide turned when I was 18...no more $#%^!

FIne... I left the house in 20 degree or below weather..no coat or nothing...I didn't come back!

Three blocks away my father found me.."Let's work this out!" I was still walking! "We want to talk!" I kept waking! "She really wants to talk?"

I told Dad..I'm tired of talking to her...I'd rather keep waling until I'm dead! IF I run, I will be dead even sooner! Better that..than to go through that hell!"

Now, they new I was surious! (Actually, I was headed for the police station. I did not want to die. I thought if I could run..I'd make it before hyperthermia. My intellect was governing my emotions and I wanted to make it!

No I went home.

I got provoleges..as long as I let my parents know if I was late...fine...

IN college... I was free..but, scared to death of being alone!

A fairytale marriage went down the drain...of all my hopes and dreams... it was sinking and I could do a thing about it.

I became suicidal...extreme depression and anxiety and they found the OCD right away.

Working pysche hospital during college became the real mightmare that patients go through..that locked door.

A unique perspective...

I want to help anyone on this thread and and ALWAYS open for suggestions.

TAke care.

Talk to you later, Nark?

Entangled

Hi there,

Im really sorry I didn´t know. Wow... I don´t know what to say. Do you have any contact with your sister now? Im sorry am not English what is a "marrage saver baby"?

Take care and thank you for sharing your life with me.

Anonymous wrote:Hi there,

Im really sorry I didn´t know. Wow... I don´t know what to say. Do you have any contact with your sister now? Im sorry am not English what is a "marrage saver baby"?

Take care and thank you for sharing your life with me.

Sure guest..no problem.

"I'm a marriage saver baby is a planned idea from two parents who are havng marriage trouble and want to seperate. So, believing they can solve this problem by having a child, they make one. THey think that all there marriage problems will go away! Thy put a heavy burden on the child, for it's there only way to stay together. THe child has to bare this weight, even though, he is totally innocent from the beggining and his life reflects this area of behavior modification and perfectionizm to the point that nothing can meet the standards. And, the child, instead of reaching 100%, which he did..goesd on never knowing her reached it.. still being so perfect.

So much self-estem..so low... yet/ IT took me until adulthood to find this out. Research and careful watching of stuff in my profile below, helped me to see what is perfect and is OK. I'm still learning.

OF course I get upset n this site and dop rash things. Two days later I'm exinating the wreckage and putting the pieced back...so I'm back. We learn as we go.

We all have different experiences? Imagine us two..on opoosite ends helping others. That's cool!

Sorry for an indepth repley..but... my life...if it can help someone? is open for anyone.

I have a distant relationship with my Sister. She's more like an Aunt..(age difference)...I was lost a sister.

Many have sister and find them bothersome and wish they'd go away. Until, an accident...and phone call sayng your sister was in an accident and is in ICU...Waht would you do...

You get your over there and realize you care...for you do!

Even when you hater her the most, you are very protective in man y ways.

But, I was robbed of her at 5 years.. and she left and, her son came to be with our family...baby sitting and all that time together.

He is my "brother"... and we love each other! So young.. who can't go back in time and pretend something you already know. Match box cars...

He grew up. BUt, my ability to comminicate with kids went on.

Thingsthat happen. So..I wish I change..yet, so many people I could help...would be gone. Haed descission.