u/Bitter_Panic2873

i had a bagel and when i was halfway through the first piece of it i realized the bagel had mould :/ very afraid that i either directly ate some or the mould spread throughout the bagel. kinda looking for other people's experiences as i have work today and don't really wanna freak out there if theres a chance im fine

i don't really know how to describe the sensation, it's rarely actual gurgles, it's more so this feeling that comes up to my throat for a second, it feels like a burp inside of my throat lol. for some reason this happens so consistently when i'm hungry. does anyone else experience this?

so i was having gas all day (tmi but warm farts which i thought was weird) and my stomach felt a bit weird but nothing outrageous it was more of a full feeling. i have rcpd (a condition where i can't burp) and had a huge gurgle which i thought was weird because usually my gurgles don't come up, but i didn't think much of it. i also had a sharp pain on my left boob that got bad when i breathed in, but that was gone for 2 or so hours before my stomach pain happened. so then randomly this horrible cramp came over my lower stomach, like a sharp pressure pain. it felt like squeezing. i told my coworker im going on break and as i started walking it was an immediate "i need to poop" pain. so i went to the bathroom terrified id have diarrhea, it wasn't diarrhea though. but i'm really scared, especially as the bug is going around my town right now and also my ocd is bringing up how two days ago i read my texts from the bug, plus everyone i know got sick after their thirteen year streak and im on mine right now. for some reason the pain didn't stay bad even the minutes before i pooped but when i came on it was strong. i'm not in pain really rn but i feel full, more specifically my throat feels full. i took an ativan bc i was freaking out SO bad and i still have a few hours left at work then an hour bus ride home. i do also feel hungry but cant eat rn. i'm also cold. can anyone please help me stop freaking out

i’m so exhausted by how obsessive my phobia is. i’ve felt weird since yesterday, and for some reason i got the urge to go through my texts from when i had a stomach bug a year ago.

this was the first time i looked at those texts since it happened, and now i’m completely freaked out. what scares me is seeing how much i was reassuring myself in the moment that it was “just anxiety” when it actually wasn’t. now my brain is latching onto the idea that every time i think it’s anxiety, i could be wrong again. even my family was telling me that day to stop analyzing because anxiety makes me feel sick all the time, but i did end up having a bug. seeing those texts made me feel like i’ll never be able to truly reassure myself again because there’s always uncertainty. the fact i didn't know and tried to rationalize it haunts me, because i could have it right now and not know again.

now my brain keeps forcing me to replay every detail of how i felt back then, and the fact i don’t remember every detail is terrifying to me. it’s making me OCD spiral, asking myself a million questions about how i felt that day because i feel like i need to remember it in detail or i’ll keep overanalyzing even more. i hate forgetting things and i hate the unknown. i keep trying to compare how i feel now to what i wrote in those texts because i can’t fully remember the actual physical feelings anymore. my brain keeps throwing invasive questions at me and demanding answers i can’t give. i keep getting mental visuals and replaying memories over and over. and of course, i “had” to screenshot all the texts and immediately delete them afterward because my brain convinced me that if i didn’t, it meant i’d get sick. i feel so much discomfort in my body not remembering how i felt, it’s like i’m trapped in a prison and never guaranteed to be safe.

what’s frustrating is that yes, the situation was scary, but in the moment i mostly just wanted it over with. yet somehow i still feel traumatized by all three times i’ve dry heaved over the years. i never even actually threw up during any of those experiences, so i can’t imagine how much worse this fear would be if i had, and that scares me. i’m literally traumatized from diarrhea and dry heaving alone. what would happen if i actually got sick? there's other silly connections too, like the fact it's been thirteen years and thirteen is an "unlucky" number and my friend broke her streak after thirteen years, plus i keep seeing posts saying someone else broke their streak after thirteen years, too.

my reassurance seeking is exhausting too. i constantly ask my family, partner, or friends if they think i’ll get sick, and if they even slightly imply there’s a possibility, i spiral immediately. i’m so tired of living like this. honestly, i don’t even think the fear is truly vomiting itself anymore. when i look back at having the bug, the worst part was the fear and panic surrounding it. i think my real fear is my own reaction — the anxiety, the loss of certainty, and the feeling of being trapped in panic. anxiety makes me miserable.

hey, i’m in a 10 month relationship and struggling pretty badly with ROCD.

there’s some physical distance between us (45 min drive), and recently i’ve brought up a few breakup conversations because the distance is hard for me to manage, so i started overanalyzing my feelings. the thing is, i was only upset after i started analyzing.

the past few days have been really hard — a lot of breakdowns on both sides. we actually talked things through and came up with solutions, and this situation is temporary (once he starts his full-time job he’ll be in my area and it’ll be way easier to see each other). i love him a lot and don’t want to lose him.

but my brain still feels awful. it’s like this constant cloudy, heavy feeling in my head. i don’t even know what the thoughts are anymore, it’s like they’re sitting in the background and i can feel them without being able to fully “grab” them. i have thoughts in the front, but also this constant pressure behind everything.

i feel this intense urge to leave just to escape the feeling. it’s causing physical nausea and i feel chronically overwhelmed and exhausted. my brain keeps telling me leaving would give relief, but deep down i don’t think it actually would, i think the obsessive thoughts would still be there in a different way.

i’m not even actively thinking specific thoughts anymore, but the feeling is always there and it’s really distressing. no matter how positive i am or what i remind myself, it's there. i feel like when i talk to him, it disappears.

does anyone have advice for dealing with this? i just want my brain to feel clear again because this constant pressure is making me feel sick. i've always had ROCD, but i've never felt it like this.