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Well, that just about sums it up. You now know my story.
(This is in another post asking for advice)

My friends and family keep trying to "break" me of OCD (my obsessions/compulsions are mainly with germs, routine, sorting things, and counting things, but my compulsions with cleanliness are very plain to see, dispite my efforts to hide them). They steal my hand sanitizer, tell me what I'm doing is bad, spit on my desk at school, get close to me, cough on me, sneeze on me (purosefully) and do many more things to try to "rid" me of my "horrid habit" (words they use). While their intentions are good and I'm pretty sure they want whats best for me, my friends are causing me more distress. I've told them over and over that what they are doing is bothering me and to stop it. However, when I request this, they always say, "The more it is bothering you, the more you'll stop. People don't like to do stuff that bothers them."

But, as you know, OCD does bother you, in spite of your efforts to control it, it just doesn't go away because 3 or 4 people whack your hands every time you wash them. I've tried to educate my family, and to some extent, my friends (mainly my mother) about OCD and what it means. My friends think I'm nuts and my mom thinks I'm a bit wierd. My dad, who also has a degree of OCD, sees what I'm dealing with, about things having to be "just right" and clean. All they know is what they see in the movies, such as "As Good as it Gets". What they see is a nutter who doesn't have self control.

I'm not asking them to understand me, all I'm requesting is that they tolerate me. Hugging me every second of the day and rubbing food on my seat in the caferteria to make me feel confortable around germs is just not really good, for lack of a better word.

I'm not curently seeing a theripist as I had a bad experience with one (When I was little, I started seeing one because of social axiety issues. She wanted to get married and move to Texas, and while now I see this as normal, I was hurt when I was 7 and scared that she left me alone). I'm not really sure if I want to see one at all.

Should I tolerate this kind of behavior? Is it me? I don't want them to understand my "logic", but mearley to tolerate my existance without vexing or bothering me with constant, "You need to change" and "Look, see, germs everywhere. You can't escape." or "You're not normal. Get away freak.". What they don't see is that their actions and words, coupled with my meds for ADHD, make compulsions much stronger.
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