Ever since being diagnosed with OCD, I keep wondering how many people are in the same position I was only a few months ago: Believing that their intrusive thoughts are who they are because they’ve never been told otherwise.
I have looked into OCD multiple times over the years— which was why I was so convinced I didn’t have it. I didn’t hear the term “moral scrupulosity” until I was given my diagnosis. I didn’t know that my ceaseless, exhausting mental war over whether or not I’m a good person counted as intrusive. I didn’t know ripping yourself apart for things you could have done or could have said after every conversation, often to the point of tears, was not normal behavior.
Because I didn’t know these thoughts were intrusive, they were confirming themselves. I thought that making myself feel this way was right, as if it were divine punishment from a god I don’t believe in for the sin of being alive. That makes sense, I’d think. I am Bad and deserve to Suffer.
I figured everyone else felt this way too. I figured that they must handle it better than I can, which I counted as another moral failure on my part.
Finding out that no, most people aren’t fighting their own thoughts this hard every moment of every day, has changed my life. It’s still hard not to think that I deserve the suffering I put myself through, but I have an out now. Before, the only answer I had was of course I deserve it. Now, I can think deserve or not, this is a disorder in my brain that’s not meant to happen.
It tortures me. How many people are going through life believing their intrusive thoughts are just their thoughts? And how much would change for them if they knew that wasn’t true?