Intrusive thoughts DO NOT reflect your actual beliefs or feelings
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Intrusive thoughts DO NOT reflect your actual beliefs or feelings
Intrusive thoughts
A few basic things help me when they come on:
- sleep (because they are worse if I’m tired)
- food (high protein and fat, low carb)
- warmth (they’re often worse because I’m cold)
Apart from that, looking at the whole picture is generally very helpful. For example, has this thought been supported with multiple pieces of evidence? Is the evidence objective or simply based on opinion, experience or trauma?
3d example below the cut:
nobody:
Literally nobody:
OCD the second I see my brother for the first time in literal years: lmao what if you stabbed him to death with a steak knife and then stabbed yourself in the leg to avoid getting punished.
can we put “intrusive thoughts” on the ever-crowded shelf of “words the internet can’t use until they learn what they actually mean” please? because it is genuinely INFURIATING to see tiktokkers be like “oop shaved my head, the intrusive thoughts won!!” or “my intrusive thoughts are telling me to call my ex a cunt and tbh they a point”
but then when people talk about intrusive thoughts that involve violence to themselves or others, sexual assault, bigotry, animal cruelty, abuse, or any other genuinely horrifying thing, then suddenly it’s all “omg if you even have that thought you’re disgusting!” and “you wouldn’t think it if you didn’t mean it on some level!” and “ok FINE maybe you can’t help THINKING it but do you HAVE to post about it?” (and i’ve seen that last one commented on videos where people simply mentioned HAVING intrusive thoughts about the topics i just listed. not describing the thoughts in detail or saying what they entailed! just mentioning “i have intrusive thoughts about [x topic]” and suddenly everyone in their comment is jumping down their throat for making them uncomfortable.)
the point of intrusive thoughts is that they are thoughts you do not like, do not want to have, and do not believe in your logical, thinking brain. “swerve into traffic” “you could stab them” “what if you poisoned the coffee you just gave them and somehow repressed the memory” “what if you secretly want to hurt them, so secretly even YOU don’t know it” “what if you ran someone over and didn’t notice” “what if you don’t actually love your mom you’ve just fooled yourself into thinking you’re capable of love but really you’re just faking it”
intrusive thoughts are upsetting, scary, and often objectively ridiculous.
they’re not fun.
(on a similar note, it is genuinely creepy to realize how many people believe in thoughtcrime, even if they don’t realize it.)
Nothing just Mark and Helly fucking in every corner of Lumon during the blank period between Season 2 and Season 3
I'm sure this same post has been made like 10 thousand times but man i hate having the "sorry I'm just so ocd about it" or "sorry I have ocd I love cleaning haha" told to me for the thousandth time when I'm sitting here struggling my whole life with contamination ocd myself and lemme tell you it is not just "oh this one thing is out of order I gotta fix it" its intrusive thoughts involving vivid imagery of destruction, germs, dirt, contamination, etc. etc. it's really not fun tbh
Like as a kid I'd wash my hands till they cracked and bled, I'd wear gloves, I'd freak out after touching things, it was actually debilitating and horrible. I still struggle a lot w/ it but I can manage it a bit better now as an adult.
Tldr; Cleanliness ocd is not just "teehee I gotta clean" its anxiety-inducing and a brain disorder that makes you need to wash yourself, things, spaces, clothes, etc. constantly to your detriment over and over and over again. So please, keep the "ocd jokes" to yourself.
It’s 1:30 In the Morning | K. Bakugo ~ the one when your intrusive thoughts keep you up at night
➤ pairing: pro hero!bakugo katsuki x fem!reader
➤ mentions of: just bakugo being moody, fluff, reader just had random thing running in their head
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“Katsuki…” you whisper.
The blonde doesn’t stir from your call. You pout as you move closer to him. You begin to poke his cheek repeatedly to get him to answer you. You just got a lot of things on your mind right now, and he should listen.
“Babe,” you whisper again as you poke his cheek, “Katsuki!”
Finally, the asshole scrunches his face together as he moves in a more comfortable position on his back. “The fuck you want shitty woman,” he grumbles as his hand searches for yours to hold as his eyes remained closed.
“I can’t sleep,” you pout.
“Just close ya’ damn eyes,” he sighs out dramatically, “Nothin’ I can do about it.”
“I just got a lot of things on my mind, Suki,” you sigh softly as you look at his stupid handsome face.
“If you’re thinkin’ about the venue, stop fuckin’ worrying. We’ll find one just in time before the wedding,” he says in response.
Damn bastard read your mind. But it’s hard not stress about it because you both haven’t found one up to both your standards. You haven’t seen places where it meets in the middle yet, and it’s racking up your brain.
“It’s hard,” you say in disappointment, “I just want the perfect place for us.”
Bakugo sighs again as he finally opens his eyes to look at you. You smile softly seeing his sleepy face as he looks at you with his red, swollen eyes. He takes the hand he’s holding and brings it up to his lips. “Sweets… We’ll find a place that’s way more perfect than any damn extras’ wedding. Just give it time,” he says in an uncharacteristically comforting tone.
“You’re oddly comforting,” you tease as you softly bite his shoulder.
“If I’m not, you’ll just keep talking,” he grumbles with a smirk as you gasp dramatically.
“How rude,” you pout.
“Wanna knows what’s rude?” he smirks as he rolls on top of you making you laugh, “Wakin’ me up at 1:30 in the morning. Ya’ know I got early patrol, doll.”
He buries his face in between your tits making you run your fingers through his blonde, unruly hair. “Sorry, Suki,” you giggle, “I’ll apologize by making your favorite breakfast.”
“Good. Now go to bed. Quit wakin’ up…”
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everytime i interact with somebody who’s a teenager there’s a little voice in my head like what if your a groomer, when i know interacting with a teenager when im 21 does not make me a groomer
it’s just those fucking irrational brain thoughts again