So my mom finally listen to me about the whole having-OCD-thing. I tried insinuating I have it by telling her my symptoms in the simplest way possible until she realized it was probably OCD. I lied to her about the kind of thoughts I had because I was so ashamed of them and was on the verge of crying. Then she told me I shouldn't try getting medication for this because she said she didn't "want this to go on my record" and she doesn't want me to go back to the mental hospital even though it could probably really help me, and I enjoyed the stay I had last time. This just kinda frustrates me to be honest, I just want to get help.

I have the worst contamination ocd and I really need help. I told my mom about it and she told me I was crazy and need to get over it. I told my dad and he understands (he also has ocd) but doesn’t think I need to see a doctor. I literally live my life everyday worrying about being clean and I know it’s totally not normal, so I just want to go back living a normal life. And my parents don’t think I need help. What do I do? :(

Okay so this is not about OCD but I need to get it off my chest and this is the closest thing to therapy that I have cause it it very expensive and I can't afford it. I feel like my mom has a sexual problem. I feel unsafe around her. When I can growing up she always wanted to touch me and touch and see my boobs. When I hugged her she would always try to touch my back trying to figure out if I was wearing a bra or a tank top. And between 1 and 2 years ago I stopped letting her touch me. Not my hands, not a hug, nothing. And even though I've told her that I don't like touching she always tries to grab my but, or my thigh or my belly. When she does I feel like I wanna push her and I have a panick attack. I'm 19. She doesn't like when I have friends. It feels like she gets jealous and she always tries to keep me home, to not go out at all. I feel like I'm not making any sense but I needed to get that off my back

i'm sorry in advance for how long this post is and if it's to much information. i'm undiagnosed but have been struggling with compulsions and intrusive thoughts since i was 7 or 8. My worst intrusive thoughts theme has been about p*d*phil*s. I've been dealing with it since my freshman and sophomore year but these thoughts didn't become debilitating until June of last year. I had a panic attack and confessed to my parents about these intrusive thoughts. They were obviously shocked and share. I felt so ashamed and like a monster. After talking with my dad he said we would see a therapist about it. Sadly we never did the first appointment we were late and missed are spot and the second appointment i sprained my ankle the night before so instead i was in the hospital. After that i closed myself off i tried dealing with them on my own using sources like NOCD and stuff. I did try to bring up going to therapy to my parents. Every time they would ask me if the intrusive thoughts were back and I would lie saying "no i just would like to go to therapy" I was so scared they'd be afraid of me and stop loving me, especially my mom. Eventually after awhile my parents forgot about it and I tried ignoring these intrusive thoughts because I was so focused and stressed from school. I decided I could just wait till I turn 18 and schedule myself into therapy. recently though my intrusive thoughts have gotten worse. I recently had a convo with one of my friends who has intrusive thoughts as well and she's encouraging me to talk to my parents. I'm asking y'all what should I do. As much as I'm scared I want to get help because I'm sick of living and feeling like i'm day away from acting on my intrusive thoughts.