- Date posted
- 2y
HOCD Relapse Hell
Long story time, apologise in advance. When I was maybe thirteen or fourteen, I started experiencing really bad bullying at school and was called 'gay' on a daily basis. I believe this caused me to internalise a lot of the concerns but I wouldn't say that this was when OCD really started. I still continued to fancy girls and want their attention. Anyway I had a few relationships at school age. First girlfriend cheated on me with a girl when she realised she was a lesbian, which triggered off a mixture of thoughts including 'maybe I turned her gay' and 'you can become gay'. Then my second girlfriend ended up cheating on me when she started working at a gym, which gave me a real kind of inferiority complex around any guys who had a 'gymbod' or were physically attractive. Then I got really bad acne, which I now understand triggered BDD, I spent hours picking my skin and caused me to have a bad self-image problem, causing scarring that still gives me social anxiety today. I started dating my wife/ Girlfriend at the time, and after six months of a fantastic relationship, I had checked my self because of bleeding from the backpassage - and touching this sensitive area triggered a 'am I gay' question that triggered HOCD. Thing is, I still wanted to be with my girlfriend. She broke my heart once when we split up for a few weeks that devestated me, and there were even a few occasions where I've been tempted to sleep with other women (not that I would act on it.) Eventually, through trial and error the HOCD fears were mostly completely gone and certainly since my kids have been born, the thoughts and worries didn't concern me, although they might pop up from time to time, they weren't enough to start me ruminating. I have however continued to suffer with other anxiety disorders and obsessions, mostly related to health. 'Is this cancer' type fears. To be honest I thought the HOCD thing was gone forever, and I felt the best I've felt in decades, but I was walking in an evening ten days ago and suddenly got hit by a 'what if OCD came back' and almost immediately I feel like I've been cast back into an ocean of fear and anxiety. Logically it makes no sense. I've been eyeing up women all these years, I've got married, had kids, I was very happy. I've enjoyed the thought of being with other women, although I never would have done it. I've never had any desire to start looking at gay porn or have a relationship with a man in all of the better years I've had without stress and anxiety - and yet now I'm questioning EVERYTHING. I'm questioning every memory. Every feeling. Every past incident. It feels so real again. I know it doesn't even make sense. Even the way this started again makes it likely to be OCD, but I can't shake the thought that I'm lying to myself. I've been so suicidal this past week. I've felt like ending it. Getting support in the UK is so difficult. I can't live like this anymore.