I don't know if anyone else knows, but for around a month or month and a half, maybe even two, starting from I think November last year, I was under this crazy delusion that I was pedophile. I know now that the odds are against me being one, but that period did leave its scars. I'm no longer welcome to my old school, due to police involvement, for instance, and I have delusions of anger and hate.
Let me elaborate. Simply put, I want someone to pay for the pain I've been through. I want someone else to bear the burden for me, so that I can laugh at them, just like one of my friends did to me. But I know that's me being selfish- after all, cancer victims don't have anyone to pay for them! Similarly, why should I have someone?
But again, I know that nobody will understand just how bad my OCD can get. Everyone thinks about OCD as this cute quirky personality thing that's attractive. I know, I know those things. I even thought that myself, like 7 years ago. But then I was diagnosed with OCD. And then I started getting obsessed about stuff that happened years ago, really bad stuff about my friend and his suicidal tendencies. (They've been brought up by my psychiatrist during diagnosis; I became obsessed with those memories afterwards.)
Does anyone else find that they want someone else to pay for them? Like I said, I get mad delusions nowadays about just screaming at people, for not being there, and for being indifferent to MY OCD and the pain and humiliation that I'VE been through.