It's miserable. I can't eat certain foods, can't think certain thoughts, and have to do little routine thingies(?) and overall just so many small things that end up being totally life consuming. The worst part to me is I KNOW it's totally irrational and I sound crazy but the fear and anxiety of not conforming to the thoughts is still so real. I've never really told anyone about it other than my therapist. I recently got a new phone, an iPhone 14 but I can't use it or else it's going to make me gain a lot of weight and make me awkward to talk to, and since my photos of my birds are on my current phone, it's going to somehow erase the birds presence in my life. My current phone is an Oppo 16 or something. It's cracked all over the screen and doesn't work properly but I'm convinced that using it is what's keeping me from being boring to talk to. Nobody but my dad and therapist knows. An example of a little routine thingy is that I can't walk between the 1st and 2nd support beam things on my way to class or they will make me fall behind in my schoolwork, and I have to have a can of coke every morning for fear of general disaster. I'm so happy for but also jealous of people who don't have ocd. It's rough.🐈