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I just realised today, after maybe 25 years of fighting this disorder, its root is probably my desire to be "secure" like the compulsion to align everything I do so that I am as secure from harm as possible. That's it. I am obsessed with feeling okay and in peace, and the more I try to feel okay and in peace, of course my mind the more does not let me. And since my sexual identity is probably the largest component of what makes me me, it has taken the largest damage. All the checking, interrogating and reviewing or finding out behaviour simple stem from this. And I simple lived without heed to what I want. Just letting random thoughts and feelings to direct my life. Never stopping to question how comes that I don't think about what I want to do, but about how my ocd may react to it.