Dear Friends,
This board is my last lifeline when things just get too much and I appreciate it so much that some of you guys read my endless rants and help me continue my life. So thanks for bearing with me. I already feel ashamed that I post this stuff on here as I know how taxing it is for others to read...
in the past I've had the whole barrage of obsessions over what I am afraid is the longest period of 15 years now. To name a few it all started with Homosexual OCD (HOCD) which lasted a few years moving further to fearing to become schizophrenic/psychotic, solipsism OCD , various health obsessions and the list goes on... Many therapists already diagnosed me with OCD but I seem to believe that I don't have OCD and all of this is just part of who I am.
the one that seems to be upsetting me the most and that is largely "unresolved" is POCD - fear of being a ped... I don't even want to spell it out as it makes me anxiety spike instantly.
Somehow this obsession came right after HOCD and stuck around over the years with periods where I was dealing with it quite well and it wasn't bother me too much. In these periods other obsessions become acute and I mostly deal with one obsession at a time. Still POCD seems to be different from HOCD. While I was obsessing about being gay for years I was convinced that I am gay at the time but since the obsession lifted I know now for sure that i am not gay not even bi or anything in that direction. With POCD this seems harder because it is about females and I am attracted to females just hopefully not underaged ones. Before the whole HOCD and POCD thing I had a very strong and normal attraction to adult girls and never had any thoughts about kids or being gay.
So I came out of a very bad period of panic and extreme anxiety in the last weeks and during my weakest moment I was visiting friends and their 7 year old daughter was around while her parents were busy and I was outside in the yard with her alone for a while. She was playing around and I was sitting there minding my own business reading some stuff on my phone. While she was around I already felt that my fear was building up because I knew I was alone and I could lose control and possibly do something inappropriate and I started ruminating about If i am attracted to her. Of course nothing happened, i didn't even touch her.
All i wanted was her to leave and her dad to show up so I could reduce my exposure to these thoughts at the same time I didn't just get up and walked away because I wasn't going to give in to the OCD (you know that feeling when you know that you are going to spiral down into OCD) but I knew that I was going to obsess about it once I went home and boy I did. It quickly morphed into the terrifying idea that I must have done something to her and that my memory lapsed so I started reconstructing every minute of that period I was with her alone but I still don't get full certainty that I didn't do anything no matter how hard I try to convince myself that I am innocent and that all of this is in my head...
It's been a week since it all got triggered with POCD and I can't seem to get over the "false memory" or fear that I did something to that little girl. My rational brain knows that I didn't even touch her but the fear/emotional side of the brain seems to insist on telling me otherwise and I am falling deeper and deeper into the obsession by horrendous reasoning that looks a bit like this:
- - What if I did something and I can't remember and I damaged the child forever without even knowing. I need to confess to the police.
- - Once I confess they will investigate and ask the child if she remembers if I did something or touched her and since she is young she won't be able to remember or would even tell them that I did something because kids don't always tell the truth or can be pressured to say something that is not true
- - The cops will arrest me and hold me on grounds of my confession and if the child is not able to remember or the cops don't believe her if she tells them that nothing happened they will lock me up regardless because I confessed and they won't be able to understand that OCD caused me to confess.
- - I have no way of knowing if I really did something to her or not because I can't remember (or i am repressing it) and she is a child and won't be able to remember so I can never know for sure if I molested a child and I won't be able to continue living normally with that fear of having done something like that
- - The cops will knock on my door and arrest me for molesting the child and since I am psychologically weak I will kill myself in prison and that will be the end of everything.
- - I can't be trusted around kids because there is now knowing if I might do something because I am a predator
- - I am only afraid of admitting to myself that I am a Pedo because I fear the consequences of Law enforcement and that If there was no punishment for being a Pedo I would be living it openly and would probably would have never married my wife...
I could continue this list for another 4 pages but that won't really change anything. In the end all of this makes me feel like a monster that doesn't deserve to live and that I belong in prison so I am seeing the world through a very dark and depressing lense since this all came down crashing on me and I don't know where to turn and how I can ever respect myself and feel like I am a clean, guiltfree and deserving human being and that I won't end up taking my life. I am looking up prisons and country laws, lawyers and preparing for the worst, worrying that I won't be able to handle the pressure without confessing and ending up in prison for basically doing nothing at all.... how realistic is this? Seriously.. I hate my brain....
In short: I could really use some reassurance and calming words about this and how I can deal with the intensity of the feelings and fears in regards to the obsession.
Thanks for listening you guys are my Heroes and in the past I circled around for many weeks until I posted here and somehow after posting and getting some of your opinions I often manage to slowly calm down and slip out of the obsession just that this one feels like a bit too much and that I won't be able to get over it.. but don't they all feel that way? I don't know anymore...