Stress week

 

A week ago, we went to our apartment in the big city. We did the last renovations and we hope that soon somebody will rent it.

That week was full of stress, anxiety and hard work. None of it was helpful for my mental health. The stress was not coming only from the work on the apartment but also this pressure of all my relatives wanting to see my child.

My sister, she is 14 years old now, came the first day to help me. She has no idea that I suffer from OCD with intrusive thoughts. Actually, most of my relatives do not know yet. She helped us so much with all the packing and moving things from one place to another. In addition, we get to spend a day together, which has not happened in years.

One of the days, my father came to help us lifting heavy things. I am so grateful for all the help we received. My mother took my boy for 2 days and we rushed to do as much as we can while he is not with us.

At the end of this week, when the pressure started to decrease, my OCD started to arise. It was just simple not so horrible thoughts, but in a few days, I started to struggle. We went back to our village where we live now; still the thoughts were in my head, giving me some breaks during the day but reminding about themselves at night.

In these situations, I feel like in a vicious cycle. I do my best to keep my focus on the present and to apply whatever is possible at the current moment to make me feel better.

I think that I managed the situation very well, despite the uncomfortable time I had. I believe before I would not be able to pass through those situations easily. Probably I would need to increase my medication intake for a lot more time.

Just remember that it will pass, it always does.