Wow! I've had OCD all my life, lemme tell y'all my story.
Started when I was about 11 (to my knowledge but my fam have told me otherwise) and I had it all, cleaning, numbers, thoughts, touching, prayers, rituals etc etc but my main thing was "touching". I had to touch things a certain amount of times before it felt "right".
I remember one night when I got up to go to the toilet, I couldn't get back in my room for hours because I couldn't get passed the door fram. I just sat down and cried. It governed my life, and even when I was laying still in bed, thoughts of my family dying popped into my head and the only way to release the anxiety was to say a prayer over and over in my head.
So they put me on "seroxat"...ooooh bad drug. It sent me loopy, but with counselling and the drugs, I got rid of it and finally weened myself off the drugs.
Then the summe rof 03 came and I was getting more and more consious of my weight and body. I started to stop eating all "fat" products and went down to an unhealthy 8 stone, when my normal weight is 12 stone, so yea, I got put on "Prozac", I tried counselling again but I was 18 and didn't wanna listen to this Russian (I think) lady talk to me, though it sounded patronising. So I discharged myself. I'm still on 40mg of Prozac and its helped so much butI'm still on it. Oh well.
I'll get off it one day. Who knows.
Respect goes out to all those sharing their stories, this OCD thing aint to be messed with. A lot of people dismiss it but its potentially life threatening.