Please be kind because it's really hard to type this. First I'd like to say that I am not a violent person. I have no history of abuse, animal abuse, or any criminal history. The idea of people or animals suffering deeply upsets me, I've always been that way. I have had a history of ocd with themes of religion, harm and pedophilia for years. I would have my times when it got really hard but it always passed. I've taken medication for years too. At first it was Prozac, then I switched to zoloft and just started wellbutrin with the highest dose of zoloft. My newest fear/obsession is by far the worst though! I am a stay at home mother to a 7 month old and am currently living alone because my boyfriend is working out of state. I love my duaghter with all my heart and up until about 3 weeks ago I was really happy and loved spending our time together and doing our daily routines. Then all of a sudden I got this fear that I might snap and strangle my duaghter. Not hit her in the head, Not break her bones, strangle her! And it keeps playing over and over in my head. Never have I had such anxiety before. It gets so bad that it feels like I'm actually going to do it like "urges" I read about with other people and that's the worst part. I can't stand to be alone with her now. I've had people staying with me everyday and night, which I know is an avoidance behavior and it only makes it worse but at the time it's the only thing that brings slight relief. I even got to where I felt like I had to test myself, like put my hand on her (not hurting her at all) and see how I felt and I had to get away from her, broke out in a sweat and panic. This became a compulsion which I did stop. I started a new medication and felt a little better one day last week and I made myself be alone in the same room with her, not home alone with her just in a room with me and her. Sometimes I felt fine like "this is stupid, why am I freaking out?" The next minute, anxiety attack! I'm so up and down and the only time I feel slightly normal is after I put her to bed at night. I've never seen a therapist, I'm so afraid to, but its not getting any better and I can't go on living this way. I want my life back. I wanna be the best mom I can. I don't wanna be watching the clock every evening counting the minutes until I can get away from my baby. That's so fucked up. I hate this disorder and it's roobing me of my family, happiness and sanity! Has anyone else had this? How would ERP for this problem work? Am I lost cause? I feel like I am.