I posted my story here when I was 20 or so. I am 26 now. I was feeling intense guilt about childhood experimentation when I was like 11 or 12 that I feel went too far. I had gotten in trouble for doing something sexual with a younger neighbor when I was 11 or 12, things that I had learned from someone else. Anyways, I keep having the crazy intense feelings that my life is ruined, because maybe I ruined someone else's life. I see stories online of like "I was abused by someone 40 years ago and I still can't get over it" and it kills me. It seems to be the one thing that time does not heal. And it was something that I potentially did.
I am in a state of panic. I am moving back to my hometown, and do not want to run into this person. I have considered suicide numerous times recently. I revealed to my 2 closest friends that I believe I have OCD over something sexual that I did when I was a kid. They told me that I need to get therapy and they want the best for me.
I am wondering, can I tell pretty much any therapist this? I keep feeling like I am actually just a bad person and am telling myself it's OCD. I was considering seeing an OCD specialist when I get home. The reason why people have told me it is OCD is because I replay the event millions of times in my head, every single day, looking for clues that will help me remember the specific age I was to relieve some guilt or remember anything else specific. I am wondering if most therapists will want to help me, or instead view me with disgust? I am very scared to talk to a therapist about my predicament.
I also am worried that I must remain single for the rest of my life. I have been single for 6 years and I worry that I should not be allowed to date anyone. Even if I did, I feel that they would have to know about my childhood or else I will be a bad person for not telling them all about my issues that I worry about. No woman is going to want to be with a dude with this type of baggage.
I have began to drink heavily in the past couple of years. I literally can not handle the hell that is my mind. I am scared to die as well. I am worried that any attempt of suicide would result in me becoming a vegetable, and I would also feel bad for ruining my parents' lives.