- Username
- mattyp
- User type
- OCD Conqueror
- Date posted
- 2y ago
Just have to accept?
I hate the fact there is no cure. Just to accept a life of having these gross ass thoughts is as good as it gets. It’s a miserable existence. It’s bull shit. There’s nothing. Constantly thinking if I were only more spiritual. If I were only not doing this or that. If I just did this. Yoga, meditation, quit using pot, exercise more, run away to the woods. There is nothing that I can do to make these thoughts go away. I don’t even give a shit that there there sometimes anymore. But then I remember that that’s as good as it gets. That’s it. That’s the best I can hope for. And so I find no meaning in anything. And everything I do in my life will always have gross horrible thoughts just around the corner. And well that’s all I get. I really can’t get in board with this. But I guess I have to.