>>307217>Unironically go read the limerence subreddit.I've already done that, I have quite a few post from plebbit saved in my bowsers bookmarks that I usually read from that place and maybe can help me.
>AlsoThe only thing I know is that, in my case, it seems to have happened last year (with a lot of force than other times) because I was so anxious and had so many problems that I wanted to find an escape to ignore my problems even though I wasn't even aware of that shit, my body reacts on its own to any little thing about my LO.
In the end, I told my LO what was going on with me and explained, as best I could, that I wasn't in love or anything like that, I don’t think my LO understand a damn thing. Eventually, my LO removed me from their contacts, though I’m not sure yet (I don’t see their profile picture anymore) Sometimes I start ruminating, though I just realized it happens when I see or hear etc triggers related to my LO (music, things related to my LO, etc.) or prone fantasy love stuff, so I try to stay away from these topic.
I’m reading one of the books on hypnosis and cognitive-behavioral stuff from here, and it helps a little. I guess you have to practice some mental hygiene and try not to think so much.
In some PubMed articles on OCD and limerence, certain techniques from OCD treatment to stopping intrusive thoughts help reduce the issue of limerence a bit.
At least I’ve reached the point where I’ve become aware of this shit and of my LO things; I’ve stopped putting her on a pedestal of perfection and now see her as just another human being—though I don’t think she ever tried to show me her human side, and to me she was something perfect. Of course, that’s just my sick fucking mind, I suppose.
The last time it happened to me was when I was 12 and then again around 16. Since then, I’ve been managing it more or less without knowing what the hell it was, but last year it got really bad.
For a while, I thought there was something wrong with a gland or something in my brain; I even read something about the vagus nerve and the stellate ganglion, but I guess it didn't really get to the heart of what was actually wrong with me.