OCD

The start

Naomi's POV

Hi, I'm Naomi, I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), what is the first thing that you think about it?, many people think that OCD is all about organizing things, or being afraid of germs, but actually there are a lot of types of OCD, like mine, I have OCD that gives me intrusive thoughts or feelings, and that makes me sometimes have compulsions, like checking, counting, or having an specific number stuck in my head.

Now that you know this I'll introduce myself completely, I am Naomi Hastings, I am 15 years old, I have  two older sisters, Lea (19) and Cara (17), and my brother and sister who are twins, Jessica (10) and Jacob (10), my mom Melinda and my dad Jerry are divorced, mom has full custody of all of us but sometimes we get to see dad on vacations.

My OCD was originated by different events in my life, my parents fought all the time, I don't have 1 memory in which they didn't, so they got divorced when I was around 6; I changed schools twice (in a short period of time), and I was alone a lot of time since it was difficult for me to make friends.

I noticed the feeling that something was changing, but I decided to ignore it for a while, I have never been the type of girl that opens up about her feelings and stuff like that since I really didn't had someone to talk to, I am very close to Cara, but as I said, I don't like talking about my true feelings, anyways there was one specific event in which I found out that the things that were happening to me weren't normal.

I was 10 years old, there was a family reunion in my house, I was having fun with my cousins and everything was fine, we went outside and it was time to eat so we went to the grill. I was sitting down in the table in front of the grill, and suddenly a thought hit me.

''If you eat that meat your sister will die.''

By that point I was so scared of the thought, but I decided to keep it to myself until the reunion was over; except it didn't turn out as I thought, I started getting more and more thoughts, then I started imagining my family dying if I didn't do what my mind told me to do.

Lea noticed that I was a little anxious and excused ourselves; you see, Lea has had anxiety problems, she has panic attacks sometimes about memories she has from our past, she is four years older than me so I guess she was a little more affected than all of us by our parents divorce because she was four years more with them than me.

She took me inside to a room that was cleared out, she looked to me straight in the eyes, which made me more nervous and started studying me, just by looking at them.

''I can see something is wrong with you Nomi, what is happening?'' she said.

''N-nothing, e-everything is f-fine'' I told her, of course she didn't believe me and just gave me a hug and comforted me, which is some of the best relaxers for me, I like it better than talking.

That day, I realized that everything was changing and something was really wrong.

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Author's Note

Hi guys, I just wanted to tell you that this story is based on some of my experiences, of course I'm changing some stuff just for privacy.

Hope you like it!