I was just recently diagnosed with a severe level of OCD. It impacts literally everything I do. Because of my main compulsion, even typing this out makes me feel panicked.
My whole life, I have dealt with many compulsion, but I have never told anybody until recently about my main compulsion because I felt like I was crazy.
I believe that inanimate objects that normally wouldn't have a conciseness have thoughts and that they are judging me. Sometimes it's little, for example, the couch I'm sitting on hates what I'm doing or watching on the tv. Sometimes, objects down to their molecular structure, even their atoms judge me and their passing on gossip from one atom to the other. The objects never like me, they always hate me for some reason. It's the reason I have to talk to myself when I'm alone. If I don't talk to myself, the objects around me will get bored and hate me even more. If I do, then the objects will think I'm crazy for talking to myself.
Also, it interferes with my speech. I am usually not able to say or do anything that's on my mind because I believe they can read my mind. Sometimes they can only read my thoughts if I'm touching them, sometimes not. Meaning, if I say the thing I'm thinking about, the objects will realize that their understanding of my thoughts are true, and that they don't have the wrong idea of what I'm thinking about.
I'm literally trapped because of this, and I have nothing to do. I don't have anybody to talk to about anything, let alone my OCD, and I need help for it.