When I decided it Was Time
Updated: Feb 6, 2020
There were many moments where I decided it was time. Time to get help, time to start medication, time to talk to someone. But the time when I decided to stick with it was, well, different.
It takes a lot of strength and forgiveness to reach out for help and to stick with it. It's not easy but it does get easier.
When I decided it was time, I started going to cognitive behavioural therapy. When I decided it was time, I started taking medication to put my OCD at bay. It wasn't easy, I never wanted to be on medication, I felt like I would be giving up and giving in but, if I am truly honest, it has been the best decision I have made thus far.
Cognitive behavioural therapy (CBT), is also a lot of work. Nothing comes easy, but again, it is 100% worth it or at least 100% worth giving it a try at first. It doesn't work for everyone, and I am still trying to figure out if it will work for me.
When I decided it was time, it was hard. Going to therapy and sharing my awful and weird OCD thoughts and my worries of the future and infection. It does get easier... sharing things like this. I feel like it shouldn't be hard, but it is and it's fine that it is.
After deciding it was time, I'm still on medication and waiting for my new CBT group sessions to begin. I am looking forward to starting this new journey.
Check out the time I decided to not wash my hands that one time to learn about the effects OCD has on everyday life.