It hurts so much to be told by the ones who you love the most that your OCD isn’t real and you should just “get over it”. It hurts so much when I try to explain that OCD is just as real as any other disorder and when my mom tells me that that’s complete BS. She screams at me that it’s my fault and makes me feel so much shame over something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
This isn’t the first time this has happened, and I’m sure it won’t be the last, but it hurts just as much every time. Mental illness is real. I live with it every day and I know all too well how real it is.