Unfortunately, right now, I''m going through a pretty tough patch - hopefully some of you can relate. Here''s my long-winded story.
I''m starting to see that I''ve been letting worry dominate my life. As a little kid, I would always worry about contracting the latest Discovery Channel feature sickness of the week. All I would need to see is the special on the "elephant man" or a show on AIDS, and boom, I''d spend a lot of time worrying about developing the same conditions. As a young, easily distracted kid, these worries never consumed much of my life - I was a pretty darn happy kid.
I guess in retrospect, since my early teen years, I''ve had obsessive, scary thoughts. When I was younger, my fears bounced back and forth from the fear of hurting myself to the fear of hurting a family member - I was terrified that I would sleepwalk and do something I''d regret (I used to be a chronic sleepwalker, I once flooded my entire house by turning on the bathtub faucet, while having no recollection of the event). My early teen years were tough because of these fears I experienced. After middle school, I became slightly more in control of these worries, but still there were days or weeks where I was extremely anxious and unhappy.
I''m 20 now, and maturity has come to me with both benefits and curses. I find that most irrational fears I have, most of the time, I can just shake them off with little impact. I spent a lot of years very happy for the most part, just with occasional spikes of worry. Lately, however, I''ve gotten hit with a particularly strong fit of worry - I believe it was brought on by both a severe stomach issue I had over the summer and the medication that was used to treat it - one of Nexium''s common side effects is nervousness/anxiety. After building nervousness for several months, I decided to switch around my medicines and see a counselor. Luckily, switching the medicines has helped a little, and I believe seeing a counselor will help more.
In the past couple of months, when I worry, my mind just bounces around from the possibility of one catastrophe to another. I''ve been dating the same girl for over three years, and I love her more than I thought I could love anyone; we have plans to marry and openly discuss our future together almost every day. So one day, the thought just popped into my head - "What if I don''t love her?" That troubled me GREATLY because I KNEW that I did, yet for some reason I just couldn''t shake the idea - I felt as if our relationship was being affected (although it wasn''t) because I was being distant and felt as though I was watching our relationship in the third person - acting the way I knew I should act.
My worries shifted - "what if I''m gay?" That was another scary thought, because once again, the consequences involved me not being with my wonderful girl for the rest of my life. It seemed like my worries shifted and escalated even more - for a while I went back to that fear that I might end up killing myself or something - I always hated hearing stories where someone killed themselves - just the idea scared the crap out of me. I dislike scary movies, violent video games, or anything with a lot of violence - I''m afraid that they''ll somehow influence me in negative ways.
Another thing I''ve worried about - a few years ago, when I was driving my whole family down to the shore, and I was terrified that I would run into something and hurt myself and everyone else in the car. I''ve never had any sort of outburst or anything, I''ve never done anything violent in my life, I''ve never lost control of myself, just the fear was there - what if?
Another one of my significant fears has been the following - I saw a commercial for the Saw movies, and the idea popped into my head (and the Shutter Island commercials don''t help either) - what if I were to snap and become some maniacal killer? Needless to say, this is the most catastrophic thing my mind could find to worry about - the idea of harming anyone absolutely appalls me, but the thoughts like "What if I killed this person or that person?" have been clouding my mind, and I absolutely HATE those kind of thoughts. They just don''t fit my personality - I''ve always been a gentle, loving, caring person. I''ve been plagued with scary thoughts - I''m terrified of "thinking like a killer", and these thoughts have been making me so darn anxious that I''m just not myself. Also, I''ve had a few scary dreams that are on the subject and they DO NOT HELP with the way I''ve been feeling.
It seems the longer my anxiety goes on, the wilder my fears become. I''ve worried about becoming possessed by a demon, or more recently becoming schizophrenic. I feel like the more I think about it, the more I actually feel like I''m losing my mind - I fear I could easily slip into a paranoid dilusion. I know people who become schizophrenic aren''t self-aware, but that doesn''t stop me from worrying about it.
When I''m really worried, I feel like I''m in a fog - I don''t do as well at work/school because I''m so preoccupied with worry, and I feel like every single relationship I''m in is effected negatively - I struggle to put up the appearance that I''m feeling normal. Sometimes when I do manage to push the thoughts out of my mind, I''m worried that just the slightest thing will bring them back, so I can''t really relax and focus on myself and my loved ones. I can tell my family and friends that I''m nervous, but I''d rather not really specify about what, because I don''t want them to distrust me. I worry that if I worry about it for long enough, it will desensitize me on the subject, which might cause me to want to do something I''d regret. Just the fact that these thoughts even cross my mind makes me feel like a bad person.
Let me just stress again, I''ve always been a very stable, loving person, I''ve never done anything violent, nor have I ever had the desire to do anything violent. To me, snapping and losing control of myself is the worst thing that could possibly happen to me, and obviously that''s why it scares me. I don''t even really worry that I''ll lose control of myself in the near future, its more the fear of the far-off future that scares me.
I''m really starting to open up about this - I talked to my dad about it, and he said that he worried about the same things when he was my age. That helped IMMENSELY. I''m seeing a psychiatrist, who''ll probably be putting me on medication to calm me down in the near future. The more people I talk to, the more I realize that I have the best friends and family in the world, and it helps so much just to get this stuff off my chest. In the past few weeks, I''ve been MUCH calmer than before, but the worries are still there. I feel that I''m getting better, but it always helps to seek reassurance.
Between this forum and the other online pages on the subject (I have a lot of links if anyone wants them), thank God I''ve been able to convince myself that these thoughts are OCD-driven and it gives me a lot of relief to know that there are people out there experiencing the same fears as me. I''ve read that NO ONE has ever acted on these "violent obsessions" and that also provides a little comfort. I''ve been able to relax a little over the past week or two, I just feel a little shaken up by this whole ordeal. Sorry if it was the longest post you''ve ever read...