I have lived with intrusive thoughts all my life, which I had never spoken of until right now.
I have managed to keep a normal life: I went through high school and college, lead a decently successful career, and have a good circle of friends and a very loving relationship.
However, at the same time, I have experienced thoughts such as the temptation to jump in front of cars, jump off balconies, not be able to use public restrooms to the point where I could no longer hold it, fear of doorknobs, extremely invasive questions to my partner, and more.
Last year, I was drugged and kidnapped for human trafficking. Although I got away within a few hours, the PTSD, depression, and anxiety from the accident exacerbated my OCD symptoms to a level I had not experienced before. Today, I was finally diagnosed with OCD. For the first time, I don't feel like I'm crazy; there is a reason my brain works like this.
I am feeling so many things. I feel angry I hadn't shared any of these thoughts before, scared that I'll be judged, relieved that there's a reason I feel this way, and terrified at what a life without intrusive thoughts and my OCD ticks would look like. It has occupied at least 25% of my brain power since before I can remember. Who am I without it? Do I even know myself? Has anyone else experienced this?