Wow the human mind is a trip. My ocd never ceases to amaze me! It always finds new ways to get under my skin and trick me. I was doing so well. And then the worst thing ever happened.😔 My ocd is centered around “molesting” my daughter. It creeps in during every diaper change, every time I’m playing with her, bathing her, being affectionate with her. Any interaction with her really. Through nocd erp and medication I have been doing so much better and able to lean into all of these activities with open arms and accept the uncertainties and just focus on loving my baby. Friday night I was bathing my daughter after I had a glass or two of wine. My parents were right next to me as I was doing it, just on the couch over next to the kitchen where I was washing her in her bath in the sink. I had finished washing her everywhere except her butt and privates, which I usually avoid altogether or do very quickly. My nocd therapist tells me to make sure I’m not moving quickly through these washes. To do them very thoroughly and slowly and deliberately and to not mentally review anything. Despite his advice it’s still very hard for me sometimes to resist the compulsion of avoidance or moving very quickly. That night I felt avoidant and scared to wash her butt at first, but then the liquid courage came in because of the few glasses of wine I had. I thought okay, here goes, go all in, don’t be shy, wash her! And as I was doing it, I had the thought of “use this as an opportunity to get all of your sinister desires out of your system, think about all of the times you had a groinal and had the ‘urge’ to touch her there, this is your chance” ...and I continued to wash her. It was only 3 swipes of my hand total to her butt area. After that, I couldn’t muster up the courage to wash her vagina 😔 I avoided it all together. But I feel so guilty for continuing to wash her there. I feel like that disgusting thought motivated me to continue the action. I feel like i ran with the thought and almost agreed with it. I feel like it was the motivator and the intention behind my touching her there. Because I was kind of tipsy it is all a blur to me now. And not to mention Ive replayed it close to a million times in my mind. The whole interaction lasted for less than 2 seconds and like I said, my parents were there and it was no different than any other bath, just my stupid fucking BRAIN misfired. I hate how it does this. When I take two steps forward it’s like 10 steps back. I feel now like my worst fear has come true and like I have touched my daughter inappropriately for my own sexual gratification. It treads on such a thin line when the thoughts are mixed with an action. Because then it’s not “just a thought” anymore. I’m in so much distress. Not looking for reassurance. Just wanted to share and potentially commiserate with someone who might be able to relate or who has gone through something similar. Any words of wisdom and kindness would be greatly appreciated.