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OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)

Gemaki said:
When you have it, how common do you think it is to realize that you're doing something different than others? If in denial, how would you go about getting this person help? Does the medication help right away?

I've read up on hoarding, it seems to be connected somehow. What about repeating the same sentence, over and over?

I didn't realize that I had it until I watched a program on a US news program about folks who have it. After that, being one who doesn't take the media's word for anything, I read the rather uncreatively titled "Obsessive-Compulsive Disorders" by Steven Levenkron.

In my case, OCD is tied up with a huge number of intertwined issues. I'm an Adult Child of Alcoholics, Highly Sensitive and a Meyers-Briggs INFP. I grew up with a parent who suffers from Narcissistic Personality Disorder and full-blown OCD. Add to that the fact that I'm a highly intuitive chameleon personality, taking on the traits of people I'm around and the fact that I 'remember' traumatic memories from other peoples' childhoods even though they've never told anyone about them, and I'm not really offended when people think I'm a complete nutter! :D

Fortunately, my wife is extremely patient and seems to have an intuitive ability to find methods of helping me deal with things. My OCD behaviors have diminished infinitely in the last 10 years of our marriage.

But I guess the point I wanted to make was that the OCD is often wrapped up in other issues and is frequently a symptom of a problem rather than the problem itself. Children who suffer ongoing unresolved abuse, for example, often develop OCD as a coping mechanism.

(In my own case, imagine a highly sensitive child growing up in a home with a parent who had no concept that other people had feelings that could be hurt and who would become violently angry, along with the other parent, on a more or less random basis.) :shock:

To answer your other questions, my cousin has much more overt OCD than me. She's been on medication for the past couple years, which has permitted her to go from being a timid mouse hiding in her childhood bedroom to someone who is taking martial arts, actively dating and moving into her own apartment. I wouldn't say that the medication acted quickly but the improvement was steady and easily observed. (On the other hand, I've sometimes wondered if the medication just gives the OCD sufferer an 'excuse' to let go of anxieties...sort of a placebo effect.)

The danger, of course, with OCD is twofold. First, patients often either choose not to or are unable to talk about the sources of their anxiety because it represents a loss of control and, thus, a new source of anxiety. Therapists have to be VERY patient with OCD sufferers and often have to spend months talking TO the patient, describing how they might be feeling, in order to build their trust. Some therapists, unfortunately, take the OCD sufferer's reticence as an indication of combativeness, stubborness, refusal to cooperate and can become actually antagonistic toward them, causing them increased anxienty and increased frequency of OCD behaviors!

Second, patients tend to feel so much better on medication that they'll consider themselves cured, discontinue the medication and then tragically fall right back into the behaviors after a short period. Even more tragically, they will now be aware of the behaviors so not only will they be able to better hide them but they'll also drive themselves to a point of greater distress (than the first time) before they are discovered and treatement can be re-initiated.

As for hoarding, it is definitely an OCD behavior though it can have other causes. For the past 20 years, I've hoarded books, computers and electronics. Hoarding, again, is about anxiety. Usually, the fear that things that you want won't be available to you in the future, that the world will change in such a way that you might need those things.

Occasionally, the anxiety comes true. You need a part that would be impossible for find if it weren't for the hoard. This tends to reinforce the hoarding behavior in excess of the actual benefit received.

I have a friend who is a hoarder to such an extent that he keeps utterly useless things like rubber bands, slips of paper, plastic wrappers, paperclips, bits of wood and so on. He also grew up in a violently angry alcoholic home.

In my case, over the last couple years, I've managed to divest myself of huge amounts of hoarded material. I place the credit for this on taking up writing and art, pursuits that focus on the creation of artifacts and not on the collection of them. I've dumpstered and given away literally TONS of outdated, useless computer equipment. I've sold thousands of books that I never read. I try, instead, to focus my efforts and finances on keeping one or two good computers and on buying only books that I know I'll refer to again and again. (Having things like wikipedia and google have helped substantially because I know I can look up virtually anything and, thus, have no need to collect books on every conceivable subject.)

As for repeating the same sentence over and over, I'm the only OCD sufferer I know of with that problem. I don't repeat it verbally but just think it to myself during some specific activity. Fortunately, I can't think of a good example at the moment because usually they're something dark and creepy. (I've often thought that it's a way for my brain to torment itself.)

On a related note, it is not uncommon for me to get a song or melody stuck in my head for DAYS. The more stressed I am, the faster and faster it will 'play'...even to the extent that I'll hear it throughout my dreams as a sort of background film score. I'll hum it, whistle it, sing it...to the point of annoying others. Very frustrating!

One other behavior that I've noticed over the years and I'm curious if anyone else here does it. When people come into my office and talk to me, I find myself obsessively 'typing' what they say on my computer keyboard without actually pressing the keys down. I'll just sort of lightly tap my fingers on the top of the appropriate keys. On the upside, I can type upwards of 100 wpm. On the downside, my coworkers think I'm a nutter.

Maybe I am! :shock:
 
No shit.... you can type fast! I type with two fingers, because I don't think the ring and pinkie fingers are connected to my brain. (Or maybe they are, but rebelling!) Anyway, what sad shape I'd be in .... (I flunk typing tests, can you believe it!?)

Anyway, as I posted to ask you more specific questions about your post, and in review I see they are links, so nevermind, you thorough poster you!

The person I spoke of saves all sorts of junk materials, glass, metal, etc .... (supposedly for recycling) but also cars piled with junk, newspapers, and used tin foil (not cleaned and hanging around the basement in plastic bags. He has been threatened with actions if he does not clean up his property, do you think that's possible?
 
Gemaki said:
The person I spoke of saves all sorts of junk materials, glass, metal, etc .... (supposedly for recycling) but also cars piled with junk, newspapers, and used tin foil (not cleaned and hanging around the basement in plastic bags. He has been threatened with actions if he does not clean up his property, do you think that's possible?

Oh yeah. In the US, you'd be amazed how much power cities and counties can exert over supposedly private properties. They can levy fines against folks who won't clean up their yards and then, if the person just never cleans it up, they can bring in heavy equipment and clean the property by force while police officers (usually sheriff's deputies) stand by to keep the homeowner from interfering.

If the person is a renter, it's difficult to get them evicted but it does happen. Sheriff's deputies, again, show up and forcibly remove everything from the property and put it on the curb if the homeowner doesn't take the required actions. Usually, however, this happens only when actual damage to the property is occurring or the renter just doesn't pay their rent for a long period of time.

One method I've seen used with some success to get a hoarder to clean up is to have them put stuff in boxes, label them with a date a year or two in the future and, if they haven't found it necessary to open the box before that date arrives, to toss out the box without looking inside. Sometimes it's easier not to know what's inside. The theory being that, if you haven't needed it in that amount of time, you probably won't need it and can easily replace it if you ever do need it.
 
My entire family were pack-rats, and I've been making a little progress in my cleaning. I sold Avon for a while, and I've used all those boxes to put crap in!!! I now have very organized crap!!! But 'tossing out' the boxes?! Oh, I think not. I've been having a sale, or something. For a while. I will. I will!!! Don't push!!! :D

Edit: I should add, I did this because I saw boxes and boxes of my sister's saved cottage-cheese containers, margarine tubs, etc. She moved away and I'm still finding boxes and bags of used meat trays, etc. I swore after that I would never save stuff I could easily replace. My Mom saves cardboard boxes, but never puts anything in them!! :roll:
 
Gemaki said:
My entire family were pack-rats, and I've been making a little progress in my cleaning. I sold Avon for a while, and I've used all those boxes to put crap in!!!

My family and my wife's family are the same way. Everything gets stored in sort of chaotic piles to be sorted 'someday.' It tends to run in families. In the States, I think, it tends to stem primarily from the Great Depression, where you didn't throw anything away that might be of any conceivable use.

Actually, I've had a theory for some time regarding the increase of mental and physical illness in the US as necessary outcomes of WWII/Great Depression and the Civil War. It's fascinating to me how wars are never really over but just continue in other forms for decades or even centuries.
 
BlackRiverFalls said:
I used to be obsessed that my teeth were dirty, could spend 45 minutes at a time in the bathroom cleaning them, sometimes starting again if I forgot which bit I was on. No idea if this counts as OCD.

Would you like to share with us what your angle on this is Jimbo? I get the impression that you have something interesting to say on the subject that you keep skipping around? More than misc. allusions to it being 'all in the mind' surely?

Its a terrible illness, but you can be rid of it. My personel experience of it lasted 8 months. Sorry if this is a bit long, but ill have to explain it to you It started a little after me and my brother decided to swap bedrooms. Shortly after i found out, i found myself trying to decide on a layout for my new room, thats all. I decided how i wanted it to be, but found myself repeating the same words over and over untill it felt right. I would keep saying to my self, bed will go here, draws here and filing cabenat there. I figured it would go away when we swapped in a few weeks, but it diddnt. it sounds really stupid and no way would i tell it to anyone, imagine what they would think, being worried over something like that ! But it felt very real and worrying to me.

Pretty soon this was all i could think about, and i could not understand why. I just had to keep saying it till it felf right, and soon after id said it, id get the feeling of urge to repeat it again. Before long, i could not concentrate on anything, and felt like i was in a constant trance like state, like part of my brain had been blocked off from me accessing it. It was awful.

A few weeks ago, for some reason, i decided i wanted a different layout in my room. I got to the point where i couldnt decide if i wanted to keep the original layout, or the new one i had thought up (i have always had a hard time deciding on things). This really got me, and was now the new problem. I did decide on a layout, and when i did, i diddnt want to think about the original thing anymore, like it had just vanished. I think this is because my brain was focused on something that worried me more, and when i decided, it was a releaf, and everything felt ok, like, i dont need to decide anymore, ive decided.

Hope this may help some one, change your fear slightley if you can, then reassure yourself on it, and the origianal may seem not important. Anyway thats it
 
I have a hard time making decisions, too... I've been painting the kitchen cabinets for about 13 years now, and have gone through 15 changes in color.

Mine seem worse when it's something petty, like picking from a menu. I get highly irritated when people are talking to me while I'm trying to decide, I feel as I have to start over again. I'll settle on something after much debate, then order, then go "NO! Wait, change that to..." Needless to say the waitress always gets a big tip...
 
Gemaki said:
What about repeating the same sentence, over and over?

A very interesting and relevant issue for myself as I am in a relationship with someone that suffers from this condition. Although my boyfriend has been very upfront about his condition from the start, it can be frustrating watching the repetitive cycles and patterns that he falls into :( . He will repeat sentences and often recalls and repeats events that happened only a few minutes and moments beforehand. I have only just started to research the condition myself to help me cope when the OCD becomes exaggerated and it is really helpful seeing the personal accounts written here. I hope this will enable me to understand this condition fully and to be of support to my boyfriend while he tackles this dibilitating condition.
 
I used to have this about 10 years ago. I could not leave the house unless I checked to make sure heat sources were not on: curling iron, stove, baseboard heaters. I would check them over and over and over again...maybe 100 times. Then it dawned on me that I better be checking the door to make sure it's locked when I leave, only I would check it about 50 times before I would make myself walk away from it.

I don't know where this behaviour came from..it just started one day. And as quickly as it came, it went away.
Now I check things like that when I leave the house but usually only once and I am fine walking away from it, without the need to return.

The curling iron and stove were the 2 biggest problems. I would stand with my hand on the stove burner and repeat to myself that it was turned off, over and over for a long time, before I could actually acknowledge that it was actually turned off.
Same thing with the curling iron...my hand would be on it with the plug in my hand and it would be completely cold and I would try to convince myself that it was safe to leave it.

I can see how it would really become bothersome and a burden. Thank God it went away.
 
Can you still have OCD if you dont mind living in a messy house? I think I know a girl who might be then. Cuz every other thing she does yells OCD, but I'm just not sure, because her car and bedroom is a mess and I thought OCD people are overly carefull and particular.


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Human_84 said:
Can you still have OCD if you dont mind living in a messy house? I think I know a girl who might be then. Cuz every other thing she does yells OCD, but I'm just not sure, because her car and bedroom is a mess and I thought OCD people are overly carefull and particular.


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Yes
 
Slightly OT but I read somewhere that love is chemically very similar to OCDs. Something about low levels of seratonin it the brain.
 
Human_84 said:
Can you still have OCD if you dont mind living in a messy house? I think I know a girl who might be then. Cuz every other thing she does yells OCD, but I'm just not sure, because her car and bedroom is a mess and I thought OCD people are overly carefull and particular.


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yes, not all sufferers are compelled to clean and tidy.

in fact some people feel compelled to keep all of their garbage, for instance, sometimes right down to their, err, bodily waste products.
 
Human, see my post about the hoarder on the previous page, too. Uncleaned used aluminum foil does NOT smell good! This house that they live in is filthy, I don't know how people can live like that. We also know another couple whose house smells like the inside of a very old doghouse, and it's complete with fleas and the like. If we ever go over there, we both walk straight to the washer, strip, throw our clothes in, and get in the shower. The smell stays with you after you leave, in your hair.... (even if you just stand in there, I do as there's never a place to sit down.) Eeew... gotta run, I have to go clean my shower! :roll:
 
A very private illness

A controversial Channel 4 show throws the spotlight on obsessive compulsive disorder. Alex Heminsley on a condition many of us suffer from - but are too embarrassed to admit

Tuesday July 19, 2005
The Guardian

Next month, a new Channel 4 house will open its doors for our entertainment. The House of Obsessive Compulsives is a two-part show, featuring three extreme sufferers of obsessive compulsive disorder, who will be filmed living together while trying to overcome the illness.

They are Wendy Johnstone, who hasn't been able to share a bed with her husband or touch her twin children for five years; Gerard McAree, who is so terrified of human contact that he can't even leave phone messages and walks around with a mouth full of water to stop him from talking to people; and Sophie Prosser Morgan who spends three hours a day washing her hands. Each has tried various therapies and treatments, and are taking part in the programme in a last-ditch attempt to find a cure.

Channel 4 insists the programme is a serious, observational documentary trialling a new method of treatment, masterminded by leading OCD specialist, Professor Paul Salkovskis, from the Institute of Psychiatry at the Maudsley Hospital in London. If done sensitively, the programme may have the potential to educate and reassure sufferers and those around them. It is, however, brought to us by Monkey, the production company best known for such post-pub classics as Born Sloppy and X Rated: The Top 20 Most Controversial TV Moments.

OCD is often referred to as "the secret illness", but 2-3% of the population are thought to be affected by it, and it is listed as one of the top 10 most debilitating illnesses by the World Health Organisation. "OCD is still shrouded in an air of secrecy; attempts to cover tracks and irritation at intervention are hallmark traits," says Dr Frederick Toates, author of Obsessive Disorder, who suffers from it.

Sufferers are tormented by persistent unwanted thoughts about a feared situation - the obsessions - which they then usually try to counteract with mental or physical rituals - the compulsions. These are usually excessive repetition of actions, such as washing (the most familiar) or checking, counting, or ruminating about arrangement and symmetry. The most common treatment is cognitive behaviour therapy.

So will watching a woman who is so scared of human contact that she can't even touch her children prove to be illuminating or merely insulting? Is The House of Obsessive Compulsives going to genuinely inform and de-stigmatise, or is it going to be another case of television executives looking for a fast laugh from a difficult situation?

After all, Hollywood's treatment of the disorder has been pretty erratic. OCD is frequently used to make char acters "interesting" without being threatening. This year The Aviator was well-received by sufferers and OCD charities alike: Martin Scorcese used a leading expert to advise on production and Leonardo Di Caprio gave a sensitive, nuanced performance as Howard Hughes, struggling with the insidious effect the disorder had on him as his success grew. In contrast, Jack Nicholson's portrayal of Melvin, the obsessive compulsive romantic novelist in 1997's As Good As It Gets was largely played for laughs. He was a happy-go-lucky eccentric, largely unthreatening and rarely tormented. Sufferers deemed it insulting and uncomfortable viewing.

"Many people have this disorder and don't know it exists," says Toates. "Knowledge is power, so if people realise it is a disorder with a name and that there is treatment for it then that would be hugely valuable." But doesn't the fact that he declined to contribute to The House of Obsessive Compulsives suggest a little apprehension on his part? "Well, creating a situation of 'laughing at the bearded lady' would be awful; and I'd be concerned about it being helpful for those featured in the long term."

Monkey is adamant this would not be the case. It is reluctant to reveal the results of the experiment for fear of losing viewers, but insists that the trio's prospects for long-term recovery are now "extremely good; two are now as well as they can be and one is much, much better".

Either way, who am I to criticise? I lived with a sufferer of OCD for several years and was the very definition of unhelpful.

My younger sister, Lottie, started to develop symptoms of OCD in her early teens. It manifested itself primarily in her bedtime routine, which became increasingly complex, rather than the frantic washing that many assume is the typical trait of the disorder. "I don't know where it came from," she explains. "I was terrified of not getting to sleep. It was totally irrational. At about five o'clock in the winter, just as it started to get dark, I used to start thinking, 'Oh my god, now it's dinnertime, now it's time for a shower, now it's time for bed.' Everyone around me would be giggling and laughing but I'd be getting more and more stressed."

In the context of a close, communicative family, this just seemed to us like characteristic teenage sulkiness, or a desire to be different from a bookish sister. As far as I was concerned, no one needed to spend so long drawing their curtains and taking their teddies off their bed. I simply thought she was attention seeking. What I failed to realise was that my sister felt utterly tormented on a daily basis, and was going to great lengths to keep the extent of her ever-expanding bedtime routine from both close friends and family.

"It was such a private thing, I used to dread getting caught by someone, and lived in fear of the embarrassment of what would happen if someone ever found out," she says. "I had to do everything five times multiplied by five times: touch the curtains, touch the door, touch the end of my bed, touch my slippers, make sure my feet left the floor at exactly the same time as I got into bed . . .

"And if I was interrupted I had to start all over again. So, if I'd just got myself almost calm by going through the routine when someone would go to the bathroom, I would have to start all over again. I don't know how my imagination was fertile enough to think of all of these ridiculous worries! After a couple of years, I always had to wait until everyone else was asleep wherever I was, so that I could do what I needed to do without being embarrassed. I always had to touch the last stair five times - so that meant I had to be the last person to go upstairs every night."

I, of course, knew nothing about obsessive compulsive disorder then. With typical teenage self-indulgence, I thought it was "like, totally pathetic" that Lottie considered herself too cool to go to bed at a normal time, and was furious that she seemed so committed to staying up late enough to watch new MTV videos days before me. I never suspected she was unhappy about the rigmarole. Our relationship was entirely built around the context of our position in the family. It seems the modern family is keenly aware of the need to watch the teenage daughter who pushes food around her plate at every mealtime, but is less aware of what other rituals may mean.

Ultimately Lottie ended up confiding in a teacher who helped her to untangle the web of neuroses she had built for herself. To my unending admiration she dealt with the matter entirely alone, seeing a school psychologist who taught her to repeatedly address the imagined consequences of of breaking free from the tyrannical numbers and habits that had dominated her life for years. "It was really challenging, as I thought my 'systems' had worked for so long that I was scared to give them up," she says.

But it took time for her to overcome her problems, and none of us ever found out about her experiences until much later. It was only about three years ago when we shared a flat in London that I got to know her as an individual, rather than merely a sister. Only then did I learn what she went through. Once she saw me as a flatmate with my own flaws and weaknesses, rather than a bossy older sister, she opened up to me about how she suffered.

My experiences demonstrate that there is plenty of room for increasing awareness of the disorder, but is a TV programme featuring three individuals with complex conditions the best way? "Anything that promotes understanding of it should be encouraged," says Lottie. "But dwelling merely on the humorous element won't have any long-term benefit. An audience of OCD sufferers might identify with The Aviator, but they certainly weren't laughing at As Good As It Gets. Quite the opposite, it would have filled them with shame. So I hope they get it right, for everyone's sake."

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The House of Obsessive Compulsives is shown on August 1 and 8. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder by Dr Frederick Toates and Olga Coschug-Toates, is available from Case Publishing, price £14.99. Find out more about OCD on ocduk.org

Source
 
"Obsessions"

NEVER confuse the "obsessions" of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder with the "obsessions" of, say, a serial killer.

There is no connection, not even in degree. It is simply the case of a single word being forced to perform two totally distinct and very different services.

The most common OCD obsession is a groundless fear of ACCIDENTALLY harming those we love the most.

The serial killer's obsessions run quite the other way, and love never enters it at all.
 
Well, as the discussion has veered into OCD, this story might be of interest:

My brand new life

Neil Boorman torched his designer wardrobe and possessions and tried to live a brand-free life for a year - so how did he do?
Exactly one year ago this week, I held a public bonfire in central London, whereby I burnt all of my branded possessions. In an article on this website, I explained why.

I suffered from a condition known as obsessive branding disorder - a combination of compulsive shopping and a reliance on status symbol brands for the maintenance of one's self esteem.

I didn't buy clothes, gadgets or even food for the basic functions that they performed. I bought them for the way they made me feel.

From Adidas trainers to BlackBerry phones, I depended on the confidence these brands gave me to face the world each day.

I began to realise the more money I spent, the more miserable I became. With mounting debts and plummeting self-esteem, I pledged to do away with these emotional crutches and attempted to live a year of my life brand-free.

By banning myself from the shops I hoped to cleanse myself of a destructive addiction. But the prohibition became a kind of experiment, I wanted to find out if a person living in modern Britain could survive away from the chain stores and supermarkets that dominate our lives.

The first months of my brand-free life were hell. My local High Streets were populated entirely by mass-market brands and I was forced to scour the back streets for alternative spaces to shop.

Glamorous lifestyle

The weekly shop for essentials - previously an hour's dash around Sainsbury's - now occupied a whole day of my weekend. With most markets opening for one day a week, I was also forced to plan ahead.

I had to discover my local fishmongers and butchers and bulk-buy cosmetics and cleaning products from janitorial suppliers.

Shopping for clothes became less of a glamorous lifestyle pursuit and more of a functional activity, undertaken only when I absolutely needed new stuff. I sourced my new wardrobe from second hand shops, army surplus stores and non-branded suppliers on the net. I even had some clothes made by the tailor at my local dry cleaners.


Excluded from the aspirational sparkle of the brands, the act of shopping became less retail therapy and more basic survival. I could not find brand-free alternatives to the many gadgets that I once enjoyed and so committed to a year without a television or DVDs. The withdrawal symptoms only added to the initial discomfort of my un-branded style of life.

Emotionally, I had a lot of re-building to do. Without my beloved brands as confidence boosters, I had to search for new reasons to feel good about myself.

My psychotherapist encouraged me to confront my negative self-esteem and to stop judging myself by the impossible ideals that confronted me in the media.

Accepting the real me, as opposed to camouflaging with brands, was key to the long-term disconnection from the culture of consumerism. The advertisements for Selfridges said "I Shop Therefore I Am", but I began to know better.

As the year's experiment draws to a close, I'm pleased to say that I remain largely brand-free, save the odd emergency shop for Andrex toilet rolls.

Emergencies

Shopping for locally produced, small-scale produce remains a constant struggle in Britain, but the hollow dazzle of the High Street has been replaced by something infinitely more satisfying. I know my local shopkeepers by name.

There being little alternatives to branded ready meals and processed food, I have lost almost a stone in weight simply from eating all natural produce. Spending less money overall, my bank balance is back in the black. Result! :D

And the status anxiety that plagued my social life has all but disappeared. Why on earth did I spend so much time worrying about the brands on my feet?

Some of my colleagues and friends might find me less exciting but as my mother used to tell me, the people who care about your clothes don't really care about you.

My year's brand amnesty coincided with a raft of media reports on consumption and climate change. The Stern Report warned that we face losing up to a fifth of the world's wealth from unmitigated climate change.

Carbon footprints began to dominate the news agenda and countless manufacturers clamoured to re-brand as carbon neutral.

Media reports alerted us to the problem of waste in consumer packaging and gave us further evidence of the dreadful working conditions endured in the factories of our favourite High Street brands.

Just as soon as we began to embrace carbon offsetting, evidence emerged that the schemes had little effect. We watched Al Gore on TV pleading with us to consume less, interspersed with brand adverts that encouraged us to consume more. Clearly, this is the modern dilemma that all consumers face, addicted or not. :roll:

Compelled to consume

According to the Carbon Trust, 42% of the average carbon footprint is made up of recreation and leisure, clothing and food. Public debate on carbon emissions has so far concentrated on transport and energy, but at some point soon we will have to consider changing our spending habits on the High Street.

Tony Juniper of Friends Of The Earth has said: "Carbon offsetting schemes are being used as a smokescreen to divert attention from the tough choices that we have to make, which is about demand management. We no longer have the luxury of living energy wasteful lifestyles."

If you believe carbon reduction is a necessity in safeguarding the planet, leading a less branded life is a good place to start. By turning off the TV and binning the glossy magazines we expose ourselves to less advertising and feel less compelled to consume.

By avoiding the High Street we consume less for leisure and more for our basic needs.

By placing less status and emotional value on the things that we buy, we free ourselves from mindless consumption, allowing us more time and money for things which we know, deep down, give us greater contentment.

I wouldn't advise the collective burning of our branded lives, but I guarantee that a life free from labels will not cost the earth.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/6977844.stm

Now I realise this post coud have gone in various other threads, but what the heck! (I don't think I've noticed a Mod about here for weeks! 8) )
 
(Spun off from the Repressed Memories thread:
https://forums.forteana.org/index.p...ries-a-recent-development.29019/#post-1944944
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Using such literary criteria to prove/disprove the existence of Repressed Memories led me to wonder whether there is any account of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder or Sound Sensitivity disorder prior to 'modern psychology'. Then again a lot of those people were probably just thrown in asylums.
Anyway, just curious. Any OCD suffering historic figures? :)
 
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When does Obsession become OCD?

Boy, 4,swaps toys for lawn mowers

A boy from Cornwall is shunning trips to the toy shop in favour of regular DIY store visits to indulge his growing obsession with lawn mowers.

Samuel Buswell,four, began showing an interest in the machines a year ago.

Now every Saturday he insists on visiting B&Q at Penryn where he knows every detail of the mowers on sale.

"He can look at the display and can instantly tell which mowers are missing and have been sold and which are new," said his mother Natalie.

"He frequently has customers standing watching in amazement as he explains what each machine can do."

He also insists on picking up a new brochure each week so he can keep up to date with any changes in the range.

Store manager Lee Billington said he was "delighted" to hear about the four-year-old's interest.

"Every customer, old or young, is alway welcome here," he said.

For his fourth birthday Samuel's parents even bought him a proper rotary mower, which he now uses most days to cut the lawn at their home in Falmouth.

"People often look horrified when we tell them that he has a full-on working mower of his own," said Mrs Buswell, 35.

"But he is very intelligent and knows not to ever touch the blades - he empties the grass box himself, and keeps the garden looking lovely."

'Vivid imagination'

Brian Radam, curator of the British Lawnmower Museum in Southport, said he was not surprised to hear of Samuel's obsession.

"I think it's because, if you have a vivid imagination, lawnmowers can seem to have their own individual characters - especially the older ones," he said.

"I'm not sure if it's perhaps the colour or the shape, but children do love them."

Samuel's parents say they have no idea what sparked his obsession but his brother, 16-month-old Alex, is now developing a similar interest.

"Alex is always playing with his toy mower," said Mrs Buswell. "I think he may go the same way."

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/cornwall/7473931.stm
 
Rynner's post reminds me of a television interview I watched years ago with a relative of the late Ray Kroc, the creator of the McDonald's hamburger chain.

Even as a pre-schooler Kroc would be "on patrol" at family gatherings, marching around the table and exhorting the guests to "eat more!" and "you're not eating enough!"
 
I think I have mild OCD...but I'm very aware of it, and often a tiny bit embarrassed by it.

My CDs and records are meticulously filed in alphabetical order by artist. This may be because firstly, I used to work in a big record shop so that kind of comes naturally and secondly, I own quite a large amount of music so I need to have a system so I can find stuff.

It's all about the system y'see.

The system.....yes, yes that's it....the system......of course.

I get a bit twitchy if someone doesn't put things back where they go.

Follow the system...dammit!
 
Rynner's post reminds me of a television interview I watched years ago with a relative of the late Ray Kroc, the creator of the McDonald's hamburger chain.

oddly enough, it reminded me more of some mildly autistic people i work with - they seem to like to get into very precise and specific things, and certainly are interested in things that non-autistic people just aren't.

one collects bus timetables, and can reel off services and times with an almost savant like quality (i've never checked if what he says is accurate though) and the other is into meteorology - he's fascinated by the whether forecasts.

i wonder if the lawnmower thing is similar?
 
I dunno, I was obsessed with dinosaurs when I was four, but I grew out of it. I'm sure we all had similar fascinations at an early age.
 
As a very general rule, all OCD people are "neat-freaks."

This includes those who live in cluttered pig-sties.

That is, people who exist in utter squalor do so because their neatness rituals eventually became just too damned complicated to follow. (And they can become that way very early in life.)

Howard Hughes sat around in a dirty diaper because his bathing and cleanliness rituals had become something very nearly as complicated as the maintenance list for a 747 engine.
 
Boy with OCD thought he caused 9/11 terrorist attacks
By Rupert Neate
Last Updated: 2:40AM BST 28/06/2008

A ten-year-old boy with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD) thought the 9/11 terrorist attacks on the twin towers of the World Trade Centre in New York were his fault, according to a new report.

Leading psychologists said the boy thought the September 11 attacks in 2001 happened because he did not step on a particular white mark on the road that day.

Experts from University College London believe it is the first time a patient has blamed themselves for a major terrorist attack.

In a report published in the journal Neurocase experts said the boy, who suffers from OCD and Tourette's syndrome, was wracked with guilty after the attack.

Mary Robinson, a psychologist at UCL, said his condition meant he was forced "to step correctly on a particular white mark on the road" every day.

But on "September 11, the day of the atrocities, he forgot to do this and therefore thought the World Trade Centre attack was his personal fault."

The report said: "The case highlights the need to support young people in this world of terrorism and the mass media immediate coverage of events."

According to psychologist Dr Robinson, the boy had been "extremely pleasant and likeable" in the run up to the attacks, with good school grades despite being affected by the two conditions.

In a report on the case, she said: "His parents reported that he had become much worse, that he was fed up, annoyed and tortured by his tics.

"One prominent symptom was that he normally had to step correctly on a particular white mark on the road.

"On September 11, the day of the atrocities, he forgot to do this and therefore thought the World Trade Centre attack was his personal fault.'

The boy was treated with drugs to calm his OCD and was also informed that he had actually skipped his normal ritual of stepping on the same white mark after the attacks occurred, so could not be to blame.

Dr Robinson said media coverage of conflicts could cause similar phenomena.

"We have not even touched on the coverage of Iraq, Afghanistan, Israel or Gaza, where there are almost daily atrocities," she said. "This would be far too great a task."

OCD is a condition where sufferers repeat certain behaviours, such as washing their hands or avoiding cracks in the pavement, over and over again. Ex-England captain David Beckham is reported to be a sufferer.

Tourette's, meanwhile, causes involuntary tics and outbursts of swearing.

Nearly 3,000 people were killed when terrorists flew two jets into the twin towers of the World Trade Centre in New York in 2001.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2206749 ... tacks.html
 
45 years ago there was a bronze bench-mark embedded in the sidewalk at the bus stop I used upon returning each evening from Cincinnati, Ohio, to my Northern Kentucky hometown, before beginning my trudge homeward (about 10 blocks, mostly uphill).

If I awoke during the night and remembered that I'd forgotten to step on that mark - or even FEARED that I'd missed doing it! - I had to get up, dress, leave the house (even in freezing weather) and repeat the entire process.

However, blaming one's self for 9/11 seems rather extreme even for OCD, in which contact with the real, workaday world is never actually lost.

In fact, I still can remember the mental mantra I constantly repeated, like a drum roll, all the way to and back from that damned bus stop: "This is SILLY! This is SILLY! This is SILLY!"
 
gncxx said:
I dunno, I was obsessed with dinosaurs when I was four, but I grew out of it. I'm sure we all had similar fascinations at an early age.

It's been suggested that OCD-type reactions may very well be the norm in children below ages five or six.
 
It's been suggested that OCD-type reactions may very well be the norm in children below ages five or six.

I can believe that - in my experience (which to be fair, is hardly extensive) children do seem to have a number of various rituals and actions that must be completed at certain times or in certain orders, not to mention strange fascinations with certain things.

Speaking personally, back when I was a young pup I used to be obsessed with counting things for example having to count up to a certain number if I was doing something or having to touch something a certain number of times - which was fine up to a certain point but then started to get annoying. Eventually I had to give myself a firm talking to and actively force myself to stop. :roll:

Which worked fine, but I'm not convinced these sorts of compulsions go away completely. I find that even today if I touch something accidently with one side of my body, for instance if I brush past something so it touches my left leg I have to then touch something with my right leg and so on - until again I have to literally think to myself 'enough is enough'. Once its acknowledged the feeling passes. I can understand that if this acknowledgement wasn't enough to stop it, these feelings could quickly get out of control.

Seems to me that lots of people have this sort of thing to some extent - just goes to show you that our minds are funny old things sometimes... ;)
 
good points - it's always a question of where to draw the line that pathologises something.

One of the stances at the autism/aspergers research centre I use is that only some behaviours by some people some of the time in some circumstances are a problem.

Kath
 
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