Thank you both, I'm still incredibly jumpy but not on the verge of tears or being sick anymore. I wish I did have a more positive attitude, but I've had on/off depression for five years, probably mostly caused by OCD tendencies. It's like I've forgotten what it is like to be truly content with myself. Until I feel that I can't change my negativity. I'm trying, honestly, I was on the verge of suicide in October, I wanted to end it all and thought long and hard about ways in which I could make it look accidental so my family wouldn't become victim to rumours and whispers. I no longer want to die, but I want to live without being scared.
Finding this community was a huge step. Now if I panic I come on here, write an article or read some others. I dread to think what I was like before I knew I had OCD. Yesterday I had another panic because an article in the Independent claimed a girl was "obsessed" with killing and was a severe danger to the public. Yes she was a very young murderess, and I know that people who are obsessively compulsive do not cause harm, but the use of the word "obsessed" really spooked me. Yet I have a counter-productive compulsion to check the news. Just checked the Guardian website, thinking it'd be smut free, and something's sparked me off on there.
It's like I'm tied up in knots and chains made of iron. I'm trying to break free but every positive step forward something knocks me back. I'm all alone at university with no family with the condition I can speak to face to face. I can go to councilling open sessions but these occur at very specific times, most of which I can't because I'm already way behind on my studies.
I think the fatigue from fighting OCD alone is causing the depression to return. If the depression comes back, my will to fight the OCD will disappear and I'm back to where I started. My mom and all of you are the only people in the world it seems who truly understand. I've got to get a job after this academic year, how am I going to cope with that. I've already not applied to become a teacher because of my OCD. I was so short on confidence I couldn't send the form off.
I'm realising that my problems run deep. Where did the anorexia come from when I was 17, why did the current obsessions start when I was 16 and why did I used to think as a nine-thirteen year old that if I didn't come home for lunch my mom would come to harm.
The enormity of the task is getting to me. I'm sorry for such a long post but I needed to spill. All of this with these (I hope to god they are) false memories in my head.
Sorry again, but thank you for getting back to me.
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