You are pretty much dragging yourself through a cauldron-of-mind, something so very alarmingly and sickeningly unruly that you really do have to just let all of the thoughts-of-intrusion be there. Difficult is a word you can absolutely use. Almost impossible, too, another utterly adaptable-to-the-situation word. The varying degrees of intensity in any particular OCD-sufferer’s disorder will tell its own story, of course, and a story that only the sufferer can ever get to truly know of. It’s out-and-out… mania-of-the-mind, whenever the intrusions really do start to dig their heels in. You’re a sitting-duck by this stage, you really are. It’s unfathomable to a person who doesn’t have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder to truly grasp this disorder for its whole unruly worth, it really is. But one thing that a non-sufferer has to try and understand is this: that NO PART OF A SUFFERER WANTS FOR ANY SUCH PART OF IT TO BE HAPPENING. Of the utter mind-distortion, the utter immediacy of compulsions, again and again, over and over, to try and finally allay that entirely illogical fear that their imbalanced brains have caused them to believe. The non-sufferer needs to consider and then hope to comprehend just how hard this particular illness can make a sufferer feel. So. Any fallout that they might feel with all of the above? They may need to, above-all-else, help their loved-one in parking that frustration. For the sake of both people, actually, in this particular, and peculiar for sure, instance. If the non-sufferer thinks all of this rather frustrating for themselves to deal with, then they will pretty much need to accept that it is arguably a thousand times harder for the sufferer, to have to painfully watch all of this discombobulation of mind and brain happen to them. 😊 Remember: the sufferer is on a rollercoaster-of-mind, arguably like few others in the world, and they may well have been for the most part of their lives. Therefore, it will probably be extremely deeply embedded. And, finally, their loved-ones need to just try and be there – to sit with them, to understand what they are trying to get themselves through. What they have been trying, often for a lifetime, to achieve. It is incurable for now, OCD, the way the medical world sees it. But it is definitely not impossible to live with. Not if the sufferer manages to singlehandedly achieve what will most of the time feel like an utter impossibility, in allaying that piercing mental-ambush and to a liveable extent. But, yeah.. it does feel just like a key in a door that, however much you turn it the right and proper way, it just WILL NOT open for them.