stop obsessing

I have a desire to please people and create an impression.If someone says something negative I really obsess about it and go over it again and again to dig out my role in it .. Now I realise it is a folly and I must get over it asap

i am obsessed over everything. my ex. my so called friends. where i see myself in the next 2 years. wait, is obsessing and worrying the same…feels like it. i want to live a carefree life but i can’t. i am such an analytical person and my mother has always been a worrywart, now i see myself doing it. how do you stop obsessing over things that you cannot fix? im at the point where i get stomach pains or panic attacks if i obsess over certain things for too long.

I want to live life again – not think food drink & be out of it

Obsession can be good and bad. Part of what has driven many sucessful people over the ages is an obsession to succeed, to be the best, to do more, be more. Sadly most often times obsession manifests itself in a darker form. The obsessor rarely knows that they are obsessing. The turning point for me was to realize when I was obsessing and actively curb the habit. Sometimes its as simple as just letting go. Other times it requires a great amount of determination. I still find myself obsessing over tiny details, repeating things over and over for no good reason. But like all “habits” the behavior can be unlearnt. Just takes time; patience.

For a month, I am obsessed with this girl. Most of the time I am thinking about her. I know it is pathetic and I never used to be like this. I have wasted enough time on this, I have to get over with this one, and not let this come in between my other priorities.
Writing this is making me feel better now, I think I will be fine. I just need to put some real effort.

My mind never stops. Im always thinking and over analizing. I hate it. I wish i was just a layed back go with the flow type person. This is definately something that needs improving within my life.

i obsess all the time. i over-analyze everything. why don’t i have more important things to take up the space in my head?

Ok, I have not done very well with this. I don’t spend a lot of time trying not to obsess cause…well, I’m too busy obsessing. I need to find a way to stop that thinking in its tracks. I need to come up with some motto or action that stops the process. The hardest thing is to get started. It just gets easier from there.
It’s just a laziness of mind that keeps me thinking in these tracks.

everything gives me a reason to over-think so goddamn it i quit. I my friend kissed and i’m dying to know if he’d do it again but I’ll only find out by waiting cause he isn’t particularly open.
another item of obsession, whether or not (at 22 years old) to get my ears pierced and renege on my childhood decision that “i don’t need to shove metal rods through my ears for men to find me beautiful” – Emily age 8. really. thats written down from when i was actually 8. any input on that one?
lets see… what else…
recently its mostly related to men which makes me a girl in the gross TigerBeat kind of way. oh well. ladys gotta get laid!

I guess this goal would go right along with another one of my “Be free of OCD”. It hurts so much to not be able to let go of all your mistakes and carry them around with you day after day, remembering them and beating your self up over them. I know that I will never be perfect and I will always to stupid things, but I still hate my self over everything that I have done. Just because some one looks at me funny or gets irratated with me for a bit, doesn’t mean that I am a evil person, but not matter how hard I try I just can’t convince my self over this. THere is that voice in the back of my head, telling my self other wise.
But what I hate most about this problem, is watching other people suffer from it. I remember last year at work I knew some one who had OCD. He told me that one time he got so deppressed, that he stopped eating, drinking, and wouldn’t even go to the bathroom, and that his parents had to make him do everything. Than to see him standing infront of me, telling me his story, made me want to give him the worlds biggest hug for overcoming it. It was amazing that he could go through somthing like that, and than still be alive and smiling. He diserved so much in life, more than just the pain that he was forcing him self to carry day after day. People would pick on him at work, and spread sick rumors about him, he never did anything to harm any body. All he was trying to do was live. People just didn’t want to let him do that. He would smile and tell me the story of how one of the workers tried to punch him, and act like it was nothing major. But I could see the hurt in his eyes that he was trying to hide. But he always spoke about how much he hated OCD and wanted to Devil to suffer for everything that he had to go through. People shouldn’t have to live with this obssesive problem of not forgiving them selves. People shouldn’t have to loose their lives over it. I wish that we could all just forgive our selves.