The secret life - of a girl - trapped in her head

So, what's it like being a girl who suffers from contamination OCD during a national pandemic? Just picture yourself playing the longest game of hide and seek, with no end in sight. I cannot tag myself out, and there isn't a quirky saying that I can muster up to let COVID know I've had enough and I don't want to play anymore. Basically - my world with COVID is combined of good and bad days, and some days my anxiety is so high that I am a bundle of nerves, on edge until I finally pass out.  You see, I always had a fear of contamination - I just never knew this was an actually thing. BUT COVID has truly multiplied that fear by a million. Previously, my contamination OCD represented itself within the following ways:  If someone coughed, sneezed, or was sick near me - I would do my best to avoid it, and be cautious by washing/sanitizing/showering.  If someone threw up near me, i'd chug a quick cup of grape juice.  If someone prepared something for me, and they wound up ...

  Hello Social World,  My name is Victoria (last name excluded - because you know, the dangers of the internet + anxiety). See mom & dad, I listened to every lecture, sat through every lifetime movie that was set to scare me straight, and took all of your advice, all those years ago, #strangerdanger. I am sure most of you are new here, and have no clue who I am, or why I even consider myself important enough to be introducing myself within this blog post. To the newbies, who do not know me - welcome! To my friends and family, buckle up; it's going to be a bumpy ride. So, who am I, and what makes me, me? Well, you already know my name, but here's my story. I am 27 years old, engaged to an amazing man, still in college because life and dreams don't work unless you work for it (and can afford it), and I am a dog mama to the bestest pup, Tucker.  I like to describe myself as funny, compassionate, family oriented, loving, maternal, have the inability to say no (let's hea...