From the time I was 8 years old I knew something was not quite right in my mind. Horrible thoughts would plague me constantly and I became obsessive in trying to counteract them mentally. I had no idea that I was struggling with Primarily Obsessional OCD. All I knew was that the thoughts were frightening and bad, and if I was having bad thoughts then I must be bad, therefore I needed to do everything possible to be a better person so I could get rid of them. Certainly this idea that if I was more ...
