Guys how ya all discover you have ocd? And what was yours reaction? Let’s share

I had previously been diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, but it never quite fell into place with my intrusive thoughts so I still felt very alone & scared of my own mind. One night, I saw a post on twitter about how OCD is more than just being clean...people were commenting their experiences with REAL OCD & I sat there like holy shit.........I’ve spent 21 years of my life thinking I’m insane or horrible or sick & I’m the only person in the world who feels this way only to find out that I’M NOT & there’s an actual name for what I’m struggling with which means there’s therapy! So I found an OCD specialist & the rest is history 😌😊 The moral of the story is, we really need to work on raising awareness for what OCD really is like so people can get diagnosed sooner!!

I was on my explore page on Instagram and I saw a post recommended for me that explained ocd and I was very in shock. I didn’t want to believe it but I could feel it. I then was obsessing over having it. I was upset but also a bit relieved and shocked

I’d always obsessively overthink things and worry all the time, and thought it was social anxiety most of my life. I’d worry about virtually anything, and it didn’t matter what. In July, I started seeing videos of lesbians and people coming out on my for you page in tik tok. In the past, I’d feel happy for those people, because they did something that made them happy and their parents were accepting of them. Then the posts started to get to me. I was sitting outside talking to my boyfriend about random stuff, then I asked him, “do you think I’m bisexual?” Out of the blue. Honestly, I had only ever worried about this a few times before, always causing me anxiety. But this time it was different. I started compulsively looking up things, I’d sit around and avoid watching tv shows or movies with women in it. Then finally I came across an article about hocd. It fully connected to my experiences, and I felt relieved. I still worry that it’s not really ocd (since I don’t have the money for an ocd therapist, and I’m to nervous to call one on here). But knowing I have something to explain how I’ve felt most of my life is weirdly comforting in a way.

I cried a lot. I had spent so many years in completely wrong therapy with so many wrong diagnoses. I felt like I had been cheated and wasted so many years. But now I’m happy I know. My life has improved.