I dont know if any of this is relevant and will probably ramble, but this is my experiences of therapies
OCD taken ove life gradually from the age of 5. At around 12ish saw GP a few times to chat and to be monitored, felt better stopped going. MISTAKE A.
OCD takes over life back to GP referred to child pysciatrist, who was wonderful. We will call him Dr B. His therapy was mainly conselling. This helped me learn about OCD and gave me confidence that it was a treatable illness and not me! It also gave me regular opportunites to get of my chest my OCD problems to somebody who didnt judge and that new what I was talking about. I didnt feel so alone.
Put on fluoxetine 60 mg daily.
by the time I was 16 my life started. I feel that the recovery was 90% down the the medication. I went from being a bullied recluse, with no friends, who dreaded going to school, was failing school work, washed repeatedly until skin was red, lay awake at night in fear, suffered panick attacks, being unsocialble, angry, had no future prospects or goals and driving my Mum to the end of her tether -to- being a friendly outgoing person, having lots of friends, a busy social life, looking forwad to college each day, going on college trips (as far as SPAIN) having a part-time job, certificate for college attendance and grades well above predicted average and generally enjoying life.
Dr B called me his success story.
from 16 to 18 I saw Dr B every now and then to stay on the books and report status and even came off medication. At 18 I had to be reffered to the Adult Mental Health Team DR B said he should have reffered me at 16 but as I was doing so well and we had a good relationship he kept me on his books.
I saw a temporary adult therapist a few times and he started to teach me about CBT. He then left and I was transferred to a different therapist who honestly I did not like! Due to this and the fact that I was doing fine I didnt keep going to apointments. I felt at the time they were an incovenient reminder of an old life that I wanted to forget. BIG MISTAKE B
I am now 25 and recovering from a severe 3 year relapse!
I have to say it is 10 times harder as an adult to 1. seek help 2. get it 3. take steps to recovery and 4. stay there.
The one thing that is easier is that there are no childish bullies and people are a lot more understanding and sympathetic to your condition.
You have so many more responsibilities as an adult and OCD just made me totally dependnant upon my boyfriend. We'll call him K. If I didnt have him it would have been my Mum looking after me.
OCD had started to creep back in around 3 1/2 years ago. To start with it was just little things, manageable, bareable things. By the time I had to think about dealing with it, its had taken over my life! AGAIN!
Here is a relevant famous quote that I love:
"The chains of habit are generally to small to be felt until they are too strong to be broken" Samuel Johnson
This couldnt be more true! I had tried to pretend OCD wasnt part of my life anymore and it came back with avengance. If I advise others anything it is dont be as nieve as I was. OCD will always be a part of your life you just need to learn to deal with it and manage it.
Anyway I told you I would ramble, therapy as a 24-25 year old:
Went to GP with K explained my relapse and asked for help. GP put me back on fluoxetine around 3 months passed I was upto 80mg of med and still no better if anything worse.
He mentioned referring me to mental health team but didnt seem overly eager. One apointment I had with him "he literally said to me if the med I was on didnt work then there was nothing else" I walked out feeling like my life was not worth living and got in my car and cried my eyes out!
I was forced to request the referral as he clearly wasnt going to do it and he had nothing further to offer me.
weeks passed finally got an apointment at mental health team with an woman who was going to assess me.
turns out this isnt the woman I would be seeing this was just an assessment and then had to be referred to a consultant (whatever that title means).
weeks passed, me still feeling that life was not worth living and never would be. finally got apt with consultant who I then had to describe my OCD to for the third time. He put me on Chlomopramine, weeks passed I saw him on a regular basis as he gradually increased my dose to the maximum, I cant recall precisly what this was now.
over 3 months after started Clomopramine I was STILL no better I had come off work on long term sick and my partner was doing everything for me. the consultant only saw me every 6 wks to up medication. he now decided to try me on another medication venlafxine. I just kept getting sent away to go a look at 4 walls day in day out withought being able to move without fear, or rituals and repetition.
another 3 months until I was on the full dose of Venlafaxine and had given it enough time not to work. I gave up on the consultant and the nhs and raised funds for private care.
THE BEST THING I COULD HAVE EVER DONE!
All I can say for the Venlafaxine is that it stopped me wanting to kill myself and made me more emotionally fit do deal with repeating every task every day up to 20 times.
I attended a 5 day intensive course at the OCD CENTRE in London. It showed me a completely new way to look at and deal with my OCD. The therapies in the course included:
1. Knowledge
2. Mindfullness
3. Acceptance
4. CBT
5. REBT
6. Responsibilty
7. Exposure
8. Relaxation/Meditation
I am still on the med as withdrawel symptons are severe and I am not 100% so am concerned to stop taking them incase my mood lowers.
But I am on track with the mental tools to fight my OCD and control it not let it control me!