I am Anna and I have had OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) since I can remember – approximately 38 years.
I had no idea why I was bombarded by unwanted, offensive thoughts; why I had to turn on and off the light switch a certain amount of times so my parents wouldn’t die; why I had to avoid cracks, then later become obsessed with germs and getting sick, literally holding my breath around someone who had a sniffle.
At about 20, I finally received a diagnosis of Obsessive Compulsive Order. My OCD, I found later, was comprised mostly of Harm OCD – horrible and extremely distressing thoughts of harming myself or someone else. This contributed largely to my depression and anxiety (or vice versa).
I was nearly at my wit’s end, as I had been many times before, when I was blessed financially by some people who heard my cry and I was able to start doing the only truly internationally recognised treatment for OCD: Exposure and Response Prevention therapy.
I look forward to hearing your stories and to sharing mine – the highs, the lows, the agony and the relief.