About a year ago, I was alone in my room, smoking some pot and listening to music. I went downstairs to make a snack and as I was making it something popped into my head. Whatever it was, I have no idea. But I remember looking up and staring at my reflection in the microwave and saying in my head, "You're gay". FOR NO REASON. It freaked me out and I went upstairs, smoked more pot, watched some porn and thought about it for the rest of the night. Over the next six months it stayed in my head but I didn't always believe it. I wasn't a player or anything but I was still hooking up with girls and had a good time with them and stuff. My porn intake increased over this time. So did my smoking pot. I was a waiter and over the course of 3 months on two separate occasions I had two gay men ask me if I was gay because they thought I was so polite and good looking. I politely told them no I'm not and told my friends about it and we laughed it off. But those 2 memories always stuck in my head. Then I moved to Chicago because I got recruited for a job and I was right out of college and would be living on my own. I've been up here for 5 months now and I've spent the past 5 months dealing with depression, anxiety, rumination and now what I discovered to be classified as HOCD. I started seeing a therapist to discuss the death of my sister 7 years ago and then I told him about my fear of being gay and he completely understood and with confidence told me it's not homosexuality I'm dealing with it's Pure-O OCD and everytime we talk I understand more and more and become more confident that he's right.
But then I go home. To my empty apartment. And I think. And I think. And I think. And the intrusive thoughts are coming in stronger and stronger and more frequently to the point where I hardly am ever able to think about girls anymore. I sleep in late, go to bed at like 4 or 5 a.m., get panic attacks and do all that. And I have all the symptoms of HOCD. The anxiety, the physical checking for any sensations, avoidance behavior. EVerything.
But since this has been going on for a year and the anxiety and depression started 5 months ago, I'm so exhausted from fighting it and never being able to be at peace, I feel I'm on the verge of just collapsing and saying alright ###$ it I must be gay so let's start being gay may. Right now it feels more like a choice which wouldn't make me gay but I can't focus my mind anywhere else other than, "Am I?" or "What if?" and then I get a panic attack.
Any advice people?