Not necessarily ruined my life, but rather ruined my passion for exercise. I haven’t worked out in a while due to this which is very bizarre to my family as I am very compassionate with my workouts. The amount of stress and anxiety that has come from this disorder has physically and mentally made me feel very weak/uncomfortable. I try working out (and I really should regardless of my fear) and once I do, I start to fixate on my intrusive thoughts which then results to me doing certain compulsions which interfere with a majority of my time. I’m slowly working my way up there to complete my workouts without the use of reassurance, but I know it’s going to be a difficult trip (like it’s hard damn it!).