So, last night, I had a OCD episode. It lasted for 2 hours and I was completely lost in my own head. I didn't even know that it was my boyfriend next to me trying to help me, I thought it was one of my alters.. for some weird reason.
I was obsessing over numbers, thinking my family were getting kidnapped or hurt, it was tiring. I was thinking about the route the kidnappers were taking and for some reason, it was A43 (Corby, Kettering), A14 (Kettering), and then B57 which is in Australia and then B20 which I don't know about.
I haven't had a OCD attack that serious since March 2018, that one was the same kind of thing that happened last night, obsessing over numbers and roads again thinking my family were getting kidnapped.
I may have landed my dream job but that doesn't mean I'm cured now that I work, I wish it was an overnight thing but it's not and I have to live with it.
Just thought I'd record this as I love looking back and looking to see how far I've come.
Hope you're all okay.
Miss Catherine x
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