Still fighting OCD, and growing really tired of it.
It feels like relief to finally stick a name to the monster that has been following me around every single day for the last nine months.
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. AKA: Ugly, obsessive, intrusive thoughts.
Some days are better than others, but I just wish someone could wave a magic wand and I could finally SQUISH this nasty bug and wash my hands of this forever. I know it is not that easy.
I’ll have a great week, where I think things are getting back to normal, and then I’ll have a day (or some kind of trigger) that will make me ruminate over and over again.
Therapy is helping. I wish all mothers with postpartum problems would give therapy a real try. It may take a little time to find a therapist you trust, but believe me when I say they can HELP you.
They can help you, specifically because they understand the psychological processes that are happening in your head. And they have scientifically proven methods to help you fight/overcome the problems you’re facing. It’s not just some person you’re paying to mull over your problems with each week. And I only say that because that was my perception of therapists before actually seeing one...
My OCD:
My OCD is almost completely focused on the fear that my husband will “grow tired of me” and lust after younger women. And every single story of (male) infidelity I hear about in the media, or any young attractive woman conveyed in a sexual manner (TV, movies, magazines, art, etc.) my husband (or I) am exposed to, will trigger my ruminations. I can’t even enjoy music that includes lyrics about “hot”, “attractive” or “pretty” girls, because I feel like my identity as wife, mom, and being nearly 30, has made me unable to carry those same qualities. I am no longer in that circle. And my body has changed in ways that I no longer have the body I see on TV. I’ve literally been apprehensive about watching Game of Thrones with my husband, because there is so much female nudity and sexuality that I feel like I will burst into tears and just crumple up and die right there on the ground.
So it sucks to say, that my OCD is triggered and fed by very real, traumatic events, that validate my fears. It sucks.
Before I realized what I was experiencing, I allowed my mind to run rampant, and scour the internet for any source of information that supported or validated my fears. It was ugly. It made things 10000x worse. I learned to NOT do that anymore. Instead I research and read stories and studies that soothe, comfort, and debunk the thoughts I’m having. Way more helpful.
I still find myself ruminating over things multiple times each day, Usually when I’m driving (exposed to radio, alone, stuck in my head). I need to find a tool or distraction to combat it.
I try calling my husband at work, but I know I will be disappointed because he has no solution for me. And he’s so busy and stressed with work that he barely has time to talk.
At this point, I do worry about the impact my mental issues will have on our marriage. So I do believe that treatment will continue throughout my lifetime.
To any moms out there struggling, please get help-- for yourself, your spouse, and your children. Otherwise it is likely you will find yourself down a pretty dark hole.
Good luck.
<3nicole








