Hi out there!
I'm a 23 year old bisexual girl, who since 3-4 months ago have suffered from servere POCD (or at least, what I hope it is).
First of all, sorry for my lousy english, I’m from Spain, It's my first time writing in a forum, and my story is quite long, but I still hope some of you will take the time to read it:
I grew up with my mom and dad, who almost as long as I remember had a very bad marriage. My dad suffers from ADHD and a psychosis, which only became worse and worse through my childhood. From I was around 8 years old 'till they got divorced. The house was always boiling with tension, verbal and phsyical fights (not against me or my brother). It was a very tough time, when they got divorced - life was chaos, since my dad couldn't realise he was sick and tried to win the custody over me and my brother by kidnapping us, harrassing us and so on.
I developed Anorexia, and was very sick for a year. After that my dad was put in the hospital, and I managed to start eating again since my life was more calm (I must have been around 12). At the same time I started to do a lot of compulsions (counting, having to do things to they feel right, touch the walls and so on). I didn't put much attention to it in the beginning, but that was my first experience with OCD.
At age 14 I started to party and drink a lot. Soon I started to have sex with A LOT of guys (It's clearly to me that I wanted closeness/confidence) - all of them not wanting anything but sex with me. I lived with my mom, but over the last year we had developed a very bad relationship and were fighting all the time.
It's only within this (23) year, that I found out that I probably had anxiety a lot of my life. Back then (age 14) I didn't know, but what I knew was that my mood was going a lot up and down, getting very angry and feeling hurt by a lot of things, and a feeling of constant restlessness and feeling of not being able to be in my body as well as not being able to function harmoniously - I was a very unhappy teenager, that for many years tried to fight my selffeeling of being a "slut" do to all the sex I had as a young teenager. At that age I started to masturbate a lot, both to own fantasies, but also a lot to erotic stories and pictures - back then I remember feeling both very relieved and ashamed after every orgasm. I don't know why, but I most read stories about mature men and women (even elderly) having sex with eachother or with a younger person, age-difference (but not children) grown up's having sex with teenagers (14-15-16-17 years old), first gay/lesbian experience, mature lesbian, mature gay, transexual, BBW-stuff and probably other "bizzarre" stuff. I recently read about porn-addiction, and when I look back it looks a bit like that to me. Even today I sometimes use porn/masturbating when I’m anxious or restless, but now I don’t look for the more bizzarre stuff anymore.
Another thing is, that most of it doesn't interest me in reality, except for me being with a much older guy or woman (50-60) and the lesbian sex, but the other things doesn’t seem sexual at all to me in reality (I fx. never look at an elderly person, and thinks about sex and I find it very disgusting to think about their genitials)
I grew up, and started to live a (at least on the outside) happier life with friends, boyfriends, good sexual experiences, school and so on, but my OCD developed and was controlling my life big time. I had so many compulsions (the same as always but much stronger) and I could not even fill a dishwasher, open up a closet, going down the stairs, read a book, send a message or even speak without having to do compulsions. In this time I experienced a lot of ROCD, while being with my former boyfriend, intrusive thoughts about loved ones getting hurt, about people being mad at me and some other guiltrelated stuff. At the same time I had this “uncomfortableness” around children or the subject pedofilia, but it was not filling my head as it does now.
As the years past, I started to fight my compulsions, and today my outer compulsions is peanuts next to how it was when I was a teenager.
So now (23) that uncomfortableness around children changed in to severe POCD. I started to obsess a lot about the erotic stuff that I read, because a lot of it was about agedifference, even though it was not about children. I also obsess about liking the book Lolita, and not being totally scared about the relationship between them, as well as I obsess about remembering a couple of scary nightmares I had when I was younger about me having sex with a child. Normally I’m able to calm myself, but there are so many triggers, and the worst things is the groinal response - and it’s often that one, that feeds my OCD cycle. Most days it comes even from reading the word child, hearing a child cry or anything childrelated - even objects! It comes instantly, and feels like the way groinal response is described. Unwanted, not comfortable at all and like my whole body tenses and tries to avoid it. I used to try to check and test if I’m really aroused or it’s just anxiety, which I now try stop doing, which for me is so hard!!
I’m not scared of hurting or doing anything to child, and I’ve never fantasized about one or felt that I wanted to have sex with one (even though OCD makes me doubt the last thing sometimes)
Now I have an amazing boyfriend, who I want to have kids with and grow old with. We have good sex, and he gives me several different orgasms, and it feels so natural and tender to have sex with him, but for some reason I still fantasize of women when I masturbate or also sometimes when we even have sex. These lesbian fantasizes doesn’t scare me at all, I’m only scared if I’m not into sex with my boyfriend because of these other fantasizes, though I know he is the one I want to have sex with in reality. As you can hear, my life is all about sexual confusion.
I guess I just want to hear what you guys think. Is this OCD or do I have other problems as fx. porn-addiction, pedofilia or something else? If so how would you advice me?
I just want to say, that this forum have helped me a lot, and I appreciate all the help I have picked up in here in all my most terrifying moments.