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- 3y ago
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You may benefit from Victor Frankl’s man’s search for meaning book it talks about all this stuff.
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- 3y ago
Hey friend, so sorry to hear how much you are struggling. I’m here for you. I’m also a therapist that works with OCD and am specialized in ERP And existentialism. Does not knowing what happens after we die mean we have no purpose in life? What if there is a purpose and you just don’t know what it is? What if our purpose is just the fact that we get to decide our own purpose? These are all Questions that none of us can actually answer. There’s no way to know for sure. Sure most of us have our own beliefs, but we still don’t actually know for sure. We are all making our best guess. Maybe there is no point in life and we will never know. But even if there isn’t, don’t you want to try to enjoy your life to the best you can while you’re alive? Don’t you think you should live as if there is a purpose in case there is one? Don’t you think that even if we don’t know if there’s actually a purpose or not, that the deciding that there is a purpose and living as if there is one gives our lives purpose? What if deciding that there is purpose is the purpose.
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- 3y ago
I haven’t experienced this, but even though we all will pass away, we still have time on this earth. We should use it do make good decisions and to live a great life. You do have purpose, you do have a soul, you are okay. Try going back to these passions or find new ones. It is difficult, but truly you do have purpose and you are able to experience life. Try to remember that these thoughts will go away, try to just recognize that you don’t mean these thoughts and that you want to be happy. Try doing those things you enjoy and not pay attention to those thoughts you don’t like.
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- 18w ago
It feels like I’m lying to myself constantly and everyone. There feels like there is a weight on my heart from the moment I wake up till I go to sleep. I don’t want to be gay. Idk why it doesn’t register. Now everyone I see I have to see if I’m attracted to them. I see good looking men and I feel like I’m lying to myself that they are good looking, I see women and I see if im attracted to them. I look at everyone and I feel jealous. I want my fucking life back. But now my OCD (if this is even OCD) is telling me I was never happy and I was always suppressing my feelings of being gay. Why is this happening? Can OCD do this? I can’t enjoy anything ever.
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- 16w ago
I feel like I’ll never lead a normal life again with OCD, my thoughts have begun to be convince especially about POCD. I feel like so sad and down that this will be my life forever. I’ll never get to fall in love again without intrusive thoughts. I’ll never be worth falling in love with. I can never be intimate again. I’m just done, my life is over. I can’t even look at my nephew and niece anymore without the smile fading. It feels like I’m so nasty and then my brain convinces me this is how I feel. That there’s some part of me that is a p*do and that’s it. I’m a disgusting human being for that. I just feel hopeless
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- 15w ago
Looking back, I realize I’ve had OCD since I was 7. though I wasn’t diagnosed until I was 30. As a kid, I was consumed by fears I couldn’t explain: "What if God isn’t real? What happens when we die? How do I know I’m real?" These existential thoughts terrified me, and while everyone has them from time to time, I felt like they were consuming my life. By 12, I was having daily panic attacks about death and war, feeling untethered from reality as depersonalization and derealization set in. At 15, I turned to drinking, spending the next 15 years drunk, trying to escape my mind. I hated myself, struggled with my body, and my intrusive thoughts. Sobriety forced me to face it all head-on. In May 2022, I finally learned I had OCD. I remember the exact date: May 10th. Reading about it, I thought, "Oh my God, this is it. This explains everything." My main themes were existential OCD and self-harm intrusive thoughts. The self-harm fears were the hardest: "What if I kill myself? What if I lose control?" These thoughts terrified me because I didn’t want to die. ERP changed everything. At first, I thought, "You want me to confront my worst fears? Are you kidding me?" But ERP is gradual and done at your pace. My therapist taught me to lean into uncertainty instead of fighting it. She’d say, "Maybe you’ll kill yourself—who knows?" At first, it felt scary, but for OCD, it was freeing. Slowly, I realized my thoughts were just thoughts. ERP gave me my life back. I’m working again, I’m sober, and for the first time, I can imagine a future. If you’re scared to try ERP, I get it. But if you’re already living in fear, why not try a set of tools that can give you hope?
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