I just feel like it's in my brain all of the time, like I think I'm the worst person ever, I HATE myself to a point where I feel like I will never be the same happy, fun, carefree person I was two months ago. Although now I think about it, I think I have been obsessing over things way before that.
Also, if I forget about it for a minute, and I'm happy, when I remember that I feel like a monster, my heart sinks. If I think about me being a monster and don't panic or cry or feel sick I start thinking, "oh my God, I'm not anxious about it, does this mean I am one, or will be one? Why am I not crying, I should be, I'm a horrible person, oh my God i'm a monster!" But then two mins later I will be in tears, shaking and feel hopeless. Then if I think of it and shrug it off for a second, or laugh at how rediculous it is, I start thinking, "I shouldn't be laughing, it's sick, I'M SICK, oh my God what If I was laughing at me being a monster, what if that means I want to be one" It's awful. I don't know what to do!!

I'm thankful I don't have any graphic thoughts, they would mess me up, but it's the constant thought that I am one, or that I like it (It's ridiculous! I know even at my worst, lowest, crying point that I would never act on it. I would do anything but!)
I am also really paranoid! As I am typing this very sentence a police van came onto my street and my heart started racing. I always think people are going to get the police on me because i'm a weirdo, or a freak and need locking away. My mum & boyfriend tell me it's silly and my mums advice is really helpful. I always go to her to talk, when I'm upset, I feel like i need to, although I talk about the same thing each time. I am so scared. What if it isn't OCD and somewhere in my mind I'm a weirdo. It scares me thinking about it. I shudder at the thought of it. I hardly have an appetite. Over the past 6 weeks I have lost weight. Christmas and New Year wasn't the same.
On New Years eve I discovered that it could be OCD, and I was okay for a while, it still hit me and my heart still sank every now and then, but I was okay for a while. A couple of days later I was back on square one, I'm still there. I feel exhausted and I'm not even sure I want to post this incase of what you think of me.
