If I see a child I’ll see him naked in my mind.
Mine truly was the secret illness. For nearly 40 years I never told a soul that my mind was littered with horrendous thoughts. The worst were those involving children and sex. How do you explain to your loved ones that kids trigger your mind into creating unimaginable scenes?
I was in crisis. I had no choice but to ask for help. Love helped me through it. I was put on meds and underwent CBT/ERP therapies. Today, three years later, I am an ex-sufferer. I will always have OCD but the thoughts don’t bother me any more. I am free. It is my profound wish that everyone else can be free too.
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