Whenever I took a shower, I couldn’t shut my eyes because I was convinced that demons would attack me
Obsessive thoughts tormented me throughout my middle school and early high school years. Eventually, all the years of anxiety and other mental health issues culminated into a deep depression. This was the only way I finally found relief from my intrusive thoughts. Of course, the new thoughts of self-loathing and suicide weren’t much better. But they took the panic away. In a way, I became addicted to being sad.
I’m currently undergoing treatment for my depression. I fear that I won’t be able to get better without my obsessive thoughts returning.
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