I have purely obsessional OCD. I've had it most of my life. But I was only just diagnosed this week after 20 some odd years of obsessional thinking and mental games to try and get the anxiety to go away. Frankly, I am in total shock that there are so many wonderful people out there blogging about their experiences with Pure O, and even more shocked that we share the same obsessions. I'm feeling really hopeful for the first time in a very very long time.
Holy crap we all have been freaking out that we were secretly gay or would have to be gay at some point in our lives!
Holy crap we have been assuming bumps were cancer and convincing ourselves that we have AIDS!
Holy crap we've freaked out, been misdiagnosed, assumed we were crazy and destined for unhappiness!
Holy crap we have researched and self-diagnosed ourselves thanks to the internet!
Holy crap none of us seem even a little bit convinced that what we actually have is OCD, even though we are classic!
While I wouldn't wish the panic and obsessional cycles of thought on anyone, I feel so grateful that there is a club out there of people just like me trying to get better. You ladies and gentlemen are brave and remarkable and I am so lucky to have your experiences to guide me as I begin my own journey.
So, thanks :)