I'm high functioning, though I walk around with OCD during bouts (about 5-7 a year), I'm a good poker face my wife says. I still do everything I'm supposed to do. I take care of our house, cars, bills, work when I want (semi-retired) and participate in several clubs and organizations, mostly centered around pickleball and other outdoor activities with friends.
I'm nice to the people I run into and I try to be a good citizen.
We maintain regular contact with our friends, meet at outings and generally enjoy the good life. My wife and I like to travel and we plan our life out fully. So How can it be I feel like there's an anvil in my chest when I go into a state of worry and no one is the wiser?
Sometimes out with friends someone will make a comment about someone we know being bi-polar or suffers from fill in the blank disorder. Sometimes they chuckle about it.
This is why I generally keep a smile on face and grind through these OCD episodes in silence.
I muster through it somehow.
Anyone else have similar thoughts/feelings?