The 1 Thing I Needed in Order to Let Go of My OCD

My mental illness.
My disorder.
My greatest enemy.
My constant companion.

How could I let go of the thoughts? They were dangerous, out of control.
I needed to control them, I needed to continue having them in order to make sure my kids were okay. At first, I kind of had the thoughts knowingly, consciously. I would read blogs and find new fears. I began to develop the fears of other women I read about. The fact that bad things still gave me anxiety meant, in a twisted way, that I would be okay. If the thoughts still scared me, I wasn’t psychotic. Eventually however, I had the thoughts automatically, it was completely out of my control.

Every minute of the day was consumed with thoughts and worry. I had gone from never having a threatening thought in my life, to having them constantly…about my children.

I was scared. Terrified. Within 1 month I had completely forgotten my former self.

What did I used to think about?
How did I used to act?
Did I really I love motherhood?
What if this was permanent?

I hung onto the thoughts for a long time, or rather, I hung on to the anxiety that propelled them. For months, I felt the need to keep worrying about the thoughts. It felt like some sort of moral requirement that I needed to spend the rest of my life remembering and repaying for the thoughts. For me, thought=action. I saw no difference. If I could think it, I obviously was capable of doing it. More than that, if I could think it, I wanted to do it.

I couldn’t figure out how it was possible to have completely zero control over my thoughts. If I kept thinking about something, I must want to, there was no other answer.

Therapists told me over and over that analyzing the thoughts only furthered my illness, but I just couldn’t seem to let go of it all.

In order for me to let go of  OCD, I needed to know that the thoughts weren’t the real me. Until I became completely convinced that they were 100% a symptom of a disease, I (felt) that I couldn’t risk letting them go.

Letting them go meant letting them do what they wanted, without reaction. I had to let them say what they wanted without letting myself get beat down by them. I needed to take my power back from them. When I thought something awful about my kids, I wanted to fight it. I wanted to fight the thought, find the cause of it, then make myself pay an emotional price for having it. But to overcome it, I had to stop.

In order to conquer it, you have to understand that it is all based on a lie. Anxiety lies to you, it finds threats in the mundane. OCD turns these lies into obsessions. The obsessiveness is exhausting. The exhaustion eats away at rationality. The sadness it causes dims the soul.

So, you may be asking, how does someone let their OCD go? Set it free.

I understand that “setting it free” sounds simple, but feels impossible. I get it. It’s like saying “dunking a basketball is simple, just jump high.” Letting go of anxiety and OCD takes dedication and determination. Some days you won’t feel strong enough, that’s okay. Other days you will feel like you can conquer the world, that’s awesome. Though emotions differ from day to day, one thing needs to stay the same: your goal.

The goal is wellness, not perfection. No one is perfect, everyone has good and bad days. Recovery doesn’t happen overnight, but that doesn’t mean it is unachievable. The same energy that once went in to deciphering and dissecting the thoughts now needs to go into self-care and rebuilding self-esteem.

In order to recover, I needed to start believing in myself again. I needed to believe what my friends and family were telling me. I needed to stop fearing the future and take control of my present. I needed to rediscover myself and trust in me again.

OCD and anxiety lie. The thoughts they put in my head weren’t the true “me” and they aren’t true for others who suffer either. We aren’t a collection of sinister people who are flying under the radar, putting those in our presence in danger. We are highly sensitive individuals who gave a bad thought too much power. That’s it, I promise.

11 thoughts on “The 1 Thing I Needed in Order to Let Go of My OCD

  1. Yet again, you have helped me through a period of darkness. I was having a tough time, with my husband's upcoming trip to Florida, and this has given me hope.


  2. Thank you so much for sharing. Please keep it up it is so encouraging. I started suffering with this after my fourth child but not until she was 9 months old. It was DEBILITATING! I feel like now I can see more good days then bad but it's people like you that keep us in the midst of the storm encouraged. Thank you.


  3. You just gave me hope! I thought i was loosing my mind. Mine came with panic attacks on top when i was trying to fight these thoughts in my head.
    Weirdly enough my OCD kicked in now, when my son is 3,5 years old. I think for me it happened after my mom passed away, it took me 6 months to grasp the reality and once i realized i have no parents left in this world, i lost this security blanket and OCD kicked in full force. I had some pretty strong Anxiety episodes in my early 20s, but never like that. This is on a different level.
    I will get better, one day at a time!
    Thank you for everything that you shared with us!


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