I have had the WORST week ever with my hocd. I had to miss two days of school this week because I had a nervous breakdown. I had awful dreams and it all became too real. I sat down crying to my whole family: my sisters and mom and dad. I was inconsolable and I told my mom everything. She asked if I thought about suicide and I didn't answer but she began crying too and we were just a mess. My parents told me they loved me no matter what and that they could care less what I was. So I told myself I would live happily with my very loving mommy and daddy forever if I was gay and that I wouldn't have to act upon it. I missed school and then went back Friday and the thoughts were awful during school so I told myself that I was a lesbian. It cleared my head and then this boy that I normally would overlook became, incredibly handsome and came up to my desk talking to me and I thought he would make a great husband one day because he has this "I'll take care of you" demeanor about him and I was just incredibly confused by it all. One second I'm a lesbian in tears and the next I'm looking at a boy all "googoo" eyed. My mom and I are incredibly close, I tell her everything. She is probably my best friend and I'm not sure if it's because I'm so vulnerable right now but I feel like I need her by me all the time. At school I'm starting to feel this way with my female friends. It's really really scaring me. But when it boils down to it I don't want to be with them in a gay way just crave that motherly attention. I began reminiscing all my crushes. My first crush was when I was 5 and had tons. When I was younger before I understood l I even had a crush on my uncle. I've always done gender appropriate things when I was a little girl. Loved dolls and dresses and bows and all that jazz. I'm not sure I've dreamt of being married with kids but the thought is appealing. I've always wanted boys to notice me and flirt with me although I've always been an introvert. My last crush was on a guy I was extremely close with but let my HOCD interfere before we had the chance to date. I had this urge to kiss him and always grinned when I saw him or talked about him and wanted to be with him. But how could things have shifted SOOOOOO drastically?? Now I have this compulsion to check my finger ratio because research has found it plays some part in sexual orientation and my ratio is accurate to a heterosexual woman.....I'm right handed....have a clockwise whorl in my hair.....wanted to be a teacher which is "people occupation" rather than a "thing occupation"......always did gender appropriate things. These are all predictors and I am now checking my hand constantly to see if my fingers align right and you don't have to say it I already know "Sydney your fingers cannot have grown within the last ten minutes you checked" but it's reassurance for some odd reason. I've even been doing research to see what it takes to be a neurobiologist so I can come up with a "cure" if I was gay. I know people are born gay but spent a ridiculous amount of time searching to figure out what it takes to be a neurobiologist. My screwed up mind won't leave me alone. :'( I'm still going to live with my mommy and daddy forever because obviously I'm gay.
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