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My OCD Story

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Growing up as a terrified Amish child was extremely difficult because I could not speak to anyone about my fears, nightmares, and personal illusions that were perceived as reality.

My family did not believe in any form of expression or communication because we were in the strictest Amish sect. They did not even believe in hugging their children or saying I love you.

My OCD began at age 7, and I remember sitting on a chair in front of my family. I opened my mouth wide, and then inhaled a lot of air while looking at my mother.

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