Is there anyone here who actually is afraid of taking part in special moments because of what their OCD will do to them in such moments?

You know, I am sure I am not the only sufferer here whose OCD seemingly loves to intrude in those ever-so-special moments, such as seeing a friend’s newborn for the first time, blowing out a birthday cake, or teaching your child how to ride a bike. In those special moments, the seemingly darkest intrusive thoughts come flooding in, and I struggle to keep up with what’s going around me: I am caught between two worlds. Then I start doing the compulsions!

It has gotten to a point where I am afraid of taking part in special moments because that’s when my OCD loves to hit me the hardest! I sometimes feel like a prisoner because of how much my OCD holds me back.

Can anyone relate?