Living with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

I’ve had OCD for as long as i can remember. My mom said she even noticed it when i was as young as three years old. When i was first diagnosed i think i was to young to realize what exactly was going on. You think of other people; The people who have cancer, or life threatening illnesses and think to yourself, it could be worse. However, when you’re in that moment. In the moment when you’re so mortified that something’s going to happen to you, or to someone you love, that nothing seems worse in the world. My mom kept a record of all the obsessions i had as a kid… but i’ve never been able to bring myself to read all the events because i know if i do it will resurface. I don’t think i would even need records to remember all the things that happened to me. All the events that i never want to remember; But these things stick in your mind no matter how hard you try to get rid of them.

As i grew up i stopped taking medication for my OCD I learned to cope with it in my own way, without the drugs. I have been to so many doctors in the nineteen years i’ve been alive. Most of the doctors that i’ve seen have told me that getting off the medication was the worst choice i could ever make, and i disagreed. So, on my own, I have learned to cope with this disease. With just little things like keeping myself busy. Eventually, you start to lose the obsessions, and the compulsions. Trust me, I know it seems impossible in the moment, but if you really try to get over it on your own, and put mind over matter, then you can get through it also.