Years ago, I had OCD and I was an insane germaphobe. In islamic studies, I am taught to be pure and clean before my prayers. And I took that seriously.
I would spend hours, daily, trying to clean myself from any impurities. This might be tmi but I would wipe my privates about 5 times or more just to make sure I was clean. If I saw the slightest bit of colour, I would panic. And sometimes, the scary part is, there wouldn't even be any colour on the tissue paper and I saw just seeing things (which happened way more than I would've liked). I remember this one time I was washing my hands and I got fascinated by the way the soap felt, which started by obsession with washing my hands. Everyday and every time I felt necessary, I spent a good 2-5 minutes washing my hands with anti-bacterial soap. I also got obsessed with hand sanitiser and I could finish a bottle in two days. It got so bad that my hands changed colours and was extremely dry.
Alas, I managed to still feel impure. I was afraid to step on floors or sit on the sofa in case there was dirt. By dirt, I don't just mean urine and whatnot, it also included makeup. I would wash my face for about 1 hour just to make sure the cotton pad had no more makeup on it.
During that year, every day I would be stressed and anxious. I would be worried to pray because in my head I would think: "If I mess up and I didn't know, God wouldn't accept my prayer and my efforts will be wasted and I will end up in hell".
Ever since then, it has been hard for me to go back to Islam. I am ashamed to admit it. Honestly, I want to go back but my past habits catch up to me. Some weeks back, I tried focusing on my prayers again but all I could think of was "Am I reading the right thing? If I am reading the wrong one then my prayer's invalidated and I am going to hell."
I think a year after that, I got a bit weird. I started exploring different beliefs, specifically atheism and satanism. Okay, atheism was because I kept watching Sheldon but satanism was because I got really into heavy metal. But in the end, I can't deny it. Islam makes the most sense to me so I really really want to get back into it. Despite all the stress I got over my 'impurity', I had a glow or a shine to my face and also peace in my heart.
pls any advice 😭