Honestly I cannot even tell you the distress this is causing me. Growing up, I never really considered myself to have OCD, though I do recall being obsessed with lots of trivial things. My headphones would have to be wrapped a certain way, hair done a certain way, would have to check things multiple times to see if they were put away, checking if the door was locked 3 or 4 times in one night, etc. However, I was never specifically diagnosed, and I often hear online that HOCD is only possible if one has been officially diagnosed with OCD in the past. I have always been very low on self-esteem, and also usually feel paranoia in situations where people are talking/laughing and I feel like it is about me.
Growing up, I have always felt emotionally, sexually, and romantically attracted to women. There was never a doubt in my mind I was gay, or even bisexual. I'm 18 now, and have dated 3 women throughout my life. Though sometimes my shyness made the relationships a bit awkward, I'm pretty damn sure I enjoyed the hell out of them while they lasted. I used to get the biggest butterflies in my stomach lying with my third girlfriend, but her mental problems (PTSD) ended up controlling the relationship and essentially made it impossible to stay together. She broke up with me, but I couldn't help but feel it was because she missed her old ex-boyfriend, who had became a friend of mine months ago. At this point, I become obsessed with the idea and began to hate them. I would always gossip about them and feel everyone was out to me, and would spend weeks crying, being bitter, and doing drugs alone at home. Eventually, this horrible thing passed and now I consider myself on good terms with both of them, even though I'm still pretty sure they like each other. I should also mention I had some amazing sexual experiences with her that still arouse me while thinking about them to this day.
Now, that was about a year ago, so rewind about 6-7 months ago. I went through a bicurious phase where I would go on sites with webcam chat and pose erotically for both men and women to masturbate to me. I should also note that even though I would be hard during these experiences, I was never able to 'get off' to the men, and while they were getting off to me I was thinking about my ex-girlfriend and other women. Reflection on this months later, I think the lack of sexual attention prompted me to spiral into this. The fantasies were fun and whatnot, but at the end of the day after leaving the sites I still always felt undoubtedly straight, maybe just curious. In real life, I never felt the urges to do these things, even though my age has now made it possible. From time to time, I still feel like going on the site but instead I usually just masturbate to straight porn and go on with life. I never worried what the craving of attention meant; I just knew I loved it and it made me very confident in my body.
Let's go back about 3 months ago, when all of this weirdness started. Obviously, I began to realize I was not 100% straight like I used to believe. Though this was difficult to accept at first, I came to terms with it and began to accept the term bicurious. Then, I began to think what if all the relationships I enjoyed in the past were just a cover up? The fact that the online experiences aroused me so much reignited these fears and suddenly I became terrified at the thought of BEING gay. I was so worried I could never enjoy a heterosexual relationship again. Since the break up, I have been single and too insecure to pursue women like I used to. I would literally spend HOURS a day researching things like 'am i gay', 'is hocd real or in denial', 'am i bisexual', 'does being bi mean you're gay', etc. I would cry and become depressed and want to be alone for hours on end, and thoughts of suicide were not uncommon. My sexual drive was very low and the insecure thoughts have became even worse in recent months as I noticed all of my friends openly getting girls and becoming sexually satisfied; while I would sit on the side and worry all day at home, avoiding seeing them at all. In public, I would constantly 'check' to see if I was gay; looking at men and their bodies; looking at women and their bodies. At home, I would go on porn sites and when I once became aroused by pictures of a transsexual I freaked out and became incredibly sad and distant again. I should note that I have developed crushes on women during these stages, and the fact my depression kept me from trying to get them just made things even worse.
After further researching the OCD, I began to discover what 'spikes' were, and what mine were. The first one I can recall is the picture of the transsexual arousing me. Then, another day when I was researching HOCD vs denial I came across a board full of gay men who stated HOCD is not real and is just a term for closeted gay men in order to make themselves more comfortable. This thought terrified me, and the obsession with checking and spiking and researching became more dramatic. I felt like my whole life was a lie, and later that night, when I read that some men are in the closets their whole lives due to fear of harassment about their orientation, I spiked again and slept for hours; smoking countless cigarettes and trying to make myself better. Now, my life is filled with devoting many hours a day to checking and trying to make myself feel better. Unfortunately, nothing ever seems to work.
What is WRONG with me?!?! I can't keep living a life of such fear and depression. I want to know the definitive answer. I flip flop between being straight, gay, bisexual, asexual, and confused about 5-10 times a day and it's terrible. Sometimes I have days where I feel alright and feel drawn to women and other days I feel like sitting and home all day feeling terrible about myself. I still live at home and haven't told anyone about these problems yet as I feel my family will think I'm weird and just temporarily reassure me until the intrusive thoughts come back again a few hours later. This is literally destroying my life. Up until this point, I have been a decently successful musician and have done well at school and staying out of trouble. Now, I just feel like I'm going to snap at any moment and just freak out. Please help.
All answers appreciated. Sorry for the read, but I feel this accurately describes everything about me.