Severe Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

We all have our challenges that we've overcome. The events of our lives that have created who we are today. I've had a tendency to jot down those things and tonight I'm going to share a few of my experiences as someone who had to overcome symptoms of obsessive compulsive disorder. These are just a few impactful sentences I pulled from my biography.

Until that fateful day, I was a 9-year-old normal little boy, but something happened.

I became anxiety-ridden which over time caused irrational thoughts that eventually resulted in abnormal actions.

At 12 years old I lived with my mother, father, and two brothers but I was alone and living in a world that no one knew about other than my younger brother.

At the age of six, my brother was a mere baby yet very wise and very caring. He desperately tried to help but couldn’t. I cry to this day when I think of some of the things he did to help and some of the sacrifices he made.

I missed as a child I missed being an older brother but as I got older I realized I stole a piece of my brother’s childhood as well.

I literally could not leave my room at times because I was stuck there.

I had irrational thoughts but irrational or not I could not convince myself they weren’t true.

I washed my hands for hours on end.

I washed and scrubbed and decontaminated myself only to have to repeat the next day

How could no one see that there was something terribly wrong with me?

I literally looked up into the sky and begged God to help me

Home was awful but school was brutal

School kids discovered my condition, and I was endlessly tormented.

My grades slipped, I was not sociable, and I was paranoid.

I never cried but I wanted to.

I would look out the window of the classroom and hope that my mom would somehow see what was going on and protect me