I spit chewing gum at graves because of my ocd I can’t stop

Ever since I was 14 I’ve been a lonely kid and I would hang around my local graveyard with a dude called Zbyszek Cebula. He was a weird man who looked homeless. He told me if I spit chewing gum into a flower pot or vase in the graveyard it will bring me good luck. Because I have OCD I started doing it and I still do it to this day. Every Friday I go to the graveyard and I spit chewing gum in every flower pot and vase. I even travel around to different graveyards to do it because in my head if I manage to go to every graveyard in the world and spit chewing gum inside the vases I’ll have ultimate good luck. I can’t stop thinking this way. It really affects my life as I even dream about it. I spent so much money on chewing gum over the years. I don’t feel bad about spitting at graves because I feel like the dead appreciate the attention I give them as it makes me the happiest man in the world. I haven’t told anyone about this. Hope you understand. Thank you.