Blue Teardrops
Banned
I feel like "you're so OCD" is thrown around quite a lot. My mom called me OCD the other day about wanting things clean, but I know I'm not really OCD about it. I just like to make sure my habitat is clean and comfortable. Now, the point I am making is, I don't want to call myself OCD for the sake of calling myself that. But, I want to know if the following is something that would place me in the OCD category:
Since losing my hair 10+ years ago, I think about my hair on a constant basis and always compare it to other women's hair. And, when I am not consciously/actively thinking about it, I am compulsively touching the back of my head. I have read elsewhere that women who suffer hair loss constantly touch the area where they lost their hair. I even think touching the back of my head has made it noticeably thinner. I am not bald, just very thin. But if I keep touching it, I am afraid that I will eventually rub all the hair away.
I don't really know why I touch it constantly. My mom gets angry with me a lot for touching the area. But I can't, absolutely can't control it. And she doesn't seem to get that. I don't know what to do. I will do it without even realizing it, and it's almost as if it serves as a pacifier or something. And I am so stressed about it! :
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Since losing my hair 10+ years ago, I think about my hair on a constant basis and always compare it to other women's hair. And, when I am not consciously/actively thinking about it, I am compulsively touching the back of my head. I have read elsewhere that women who suffer hair loss constantly touch the area where they lost their hair. I even think touching the back of my head has made it noticeably thinner. I am not bald, just very thin. But if I keep touching it, I am afraid that I will eventually rub all the hair away.
I don't really know why I touch it constantly. My mom gets angry with me a lot for touching the area. But I can't, absolutely can't control it. And she doesn't seem to get that. I don't know what to do. I will do it without even realizing it, and it's almost as if it serves as a pacifier or something. And I am so stressed about it! :