OCD has become a blanket term for people who like to keep things organized and clean. This isn't OCD unless you feel like something horrible will happen if things aren't clean, so you compulsively clean to get rid of the thoughts or fears you're having.
OCD comes in many forms, but I'm going to give you some examples of what I go through on a daily basis, which will hopefully make you understand what having Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is really like.
I have been on medication before for postpartum anxiety and OCD when it was at its worse. I've been off of the medication for almost a year, and what I'm about to describe is my normal, manageable OCD.
My thoughts while going for a drive with someone else driving: Okay, so we're all buckled in. Mason is secure in his car seat. What if he pulled his chest clip down. I need to check. I get out and check it before we leave. We're driving now. Okay, so I know I checked, but what if ifs not right. I can't check now because the car is moving. I'll just reach back and check. Okay, it seems to be in the right spot. What if we get into an accident and it wasn't really in the right spot and he gets thrown out of the car. What if the car seat isn't installed as tightly as I think and he gets killed. Omg I can picture him dead in the back seat. (This is an intrusive thought) I need to get rid of this thought. *Knocks 3 times on the side of the car door*. We continue driving and drive by a river. What if something runs out in front of us and we have to drive into the river. Okay look around the car, find something you could use to break the glass if we do go into the water. But what if that won't work. What if no one sees us and we drown. *Knocks 3 times on the side of the car to get rid of the thought*. We're on the highway now. I've been playing a game in my head since I was a kid as part of my OCD (yes I've had it my entire life) where I tap my finger on the seat every time I see a mile marker or post on the side of the road. If I miss a post I get a horrible feeling like something bad will happen. Since I've dealt with this forever, I can tell myself that it's just my OCD and I usually don't have to do a compulsion to get rid of that feeling anymore.
While carrying Mason down a set of stairs: I know I won't drop him, but what if I drop him and he falls directly onto his head and breaks his neck. I actually picture this happening and it terrifies me, even though I've never dropped him before and don't think I ever will. Intrusive thought. *Knock 3 times on the wall to prevent this from happening*
Mitch and Mason are late to come home. This happened a couple of weeks ago. Okay, so they're 10 minutes late. No big deal. Mitch called at 5:30 though and told me he was getting Mason now, and it only takes 5 minutes to get home. What if something happened. What if Mason ran out into the road and got hit by a car. Intrusive thoughts. What if they were pulling out of the daycare and got hit by another car and it was on the side that Mason is sitting on. *hears sirens in the distance*. Oh my god, there are sirens. How far away are they? Should I start walking towards the daycare? I'm going to call him. *calls Mitch, no answer*. Oh GOD, he always answers his phone. Something horrible happened. *pictures cops showing up at door* What if they're dead. I can't lose them, I would die. *knocks on windowsill to get rid of thought and prevent it from being real* please god don't let them be dead. Please god don't let them be dead. Please god don't let them be dead.." Repetitive praying helps me get rid of the horrible feelings of dread. I also used to do this before bed when I got intrusive thoughts about Mason and SIDS.
I called his phone and texted him probably 15 times during the above situation. He was at the store and left his phone in the car.
Sounds pretty crazy right. The thing about OCD for me is that most people would never know that I had it. All of the thoughts and fears are in my head. Mitch might see me do a quick *knock knock knock* on the car door or something, but I'm pretty inconspicuous about it and most people never see it in action.
Lately I have been managing it by identifying the intrusive thoughts as what they are. If I get one, I can say to myself "this is an intrusive thought, and it's not real". I've been able to stop them, and get rid of them without doing a compulsive behaviour, which is a huge step for me. People who get intrusive thouhts would never actually act on the thought they have (such as dropping Mason). The thoughts are manifestations of our fears of things that we are SO afraid of happening, so we do the ritual or compulsive action to get rid of it.
My main OCD behaviours are checking things, repeating, and actions to get rid of intrusive thoughts. Checking and repeating, plus anxiety were mainly what I was on medication for postpartum.
So, do you still think you are "so OCD" because you have a clean house. Probably not.