Ok, so I have been struggling with what I hope to be TOCD for about 7 months now. It’s honestly taking over my whole life, and I have been having constant suicidal thoughts. I have a diagnosis of both OCD and Borderline Personality Disorder so as you can guess my identity has always been in question and very unstable. Now ever since this Trans fear started i’ve been having sensations on my chest as if breasts are there and I get an image in my head of me having breasts. Also, my internal dialogue has begun mixing up pronouns. For example, when I refer to myself for some reason my mind will automatically go to she instead of he when before it was never like that, and when I am thinking about a female friend in my head for example, the pronoun he automatically replaces she, and when I correct myself for some reason it seems like a tiring hassle, as if I’m trying too hard to convince myself of something. The problem is that i’ve always been pretty non-conforming and I wear make up a lot. I’ve also imagined myself in the role of my female friends and of famous people who are women, but i’ve Never really wished I was them or that I wanted to have a female body myself. But then the intrusive thoughts about having breasts throw me off and make me think I do want boobs. It’s all very confusing.
The scariest part now is that I have been having thoughts of transitioning. Not because I actually want to be a woman, but because I want this stress to end and I feel that since I’m having these thoughts I must be trans. I also keep having this weird thought and hope that there will be some sort of medicine that can be released that will relieve what I am scared is my gender dysphoria and it gives me hope. The idea of getting a vagina and boobs however doesn’t give me hope. It doesn’t make me feel good, in fact it makes me feel apathetic and even dreadful for my future. I just wish I could be how I was before this all started, I don’t feel like I’m finding myself, I feel like i’m dying. I can’t stop reading trans forums and seeing people say that I must be trans since I am questioning. It just makes me desire death more.
One last point I want to add is that for some reason my mind is (I hope) tricking me into wanting someone to tell me that I am trans. I think that my mind is doing this so I can just stop worrying about it, but then I fear that maybe it’s all denial and that I am trans.