- Date posted
- 39w
ROCD spike
Hi everyone. This is my first post so go easy on me. I’m a male, mid-30’s who has suffered with OCD for at least 10 years, but only more recently (4-5 years) have I been ‘aware’ of it. I struggle with ROCD (amongst other subtypes) and it has/still is causing me great distress and affecting my home & work life tremendously. I have been with my partner for 16 years and taking OCD out of the equation for a moment - we are happy and content. Our relationship suffers when my ROCD spikes and I have a tendency to either confess everything, or if I’m able to keep things to myself, very much go into my shell and stay very quiet. The way it manifests with me is on a “what have I done wrong (in the relationship)” kind of way. As you might expect - mistakes/indiscretions/morality questions. But always, always relating to the past. I can usually use the various tools I’ve learned over the years to try and sit with the feelings of guilt/shame/loneliness etc, but sometimes it is really hard to move forward if I’m feeling particularly stuck. I’ve got to the point now where I’m reviewing events which happened before we even got together. An example: At the very beginning I was aware that my partner liked me because I’d been told via a 3rd party. I liked her too, so I sent her a message on Facebook asking her on a date. I then went on a boys holiday (I am 18 years old at this point). During the holiday, stuff happened which (if in a relationship) would undoubtedly be classed as cheating. When I got back from my holiday I looked at my Facebook messages and found a reply from her saying she would like to go on a date with me. Fast forward 16 years and we are engaged, have an amazing daughter & are going to be welcoming another little one early in 2025. Within all of this for some reason I cannot shake the OCD on my back telling me that what happened on the boys holiday was cheating. I fall into the usual traps and try to reason with it: how did I know she would accept my date invitation? How did I know we would even get on and be where we are today? I didn’t know. But despite this sound logic it just keeps coming for me with: you knew she liked you so why did you act single on holiday? Or you knew she would accept your date invitation? On one hand I know I am being utterly ridiculous and it is not reasonable to suggest I should have acted any other way than as a single person on this trip. But on the other I am looking at it from the standpoint of where we are today, almost as if it’s just happened. Has anyone suffered with this sort of thing and if so, how have you overcome it without feeling like you’re keeping a massive secret from your other half? Thank you.