I am so terrified my child will have this condition. That I will have gone into this knowing that my OCD is genetic, and that there was a big chance that they would have this horrible disorder, and that I went ahead with it anyway. That it would be all my fault.
Despite being recovered from my intrusive thoughts I am still as neurotic, emotionally unstable, and all over the place as I ever was. I've come to accept that this is just me and I probably won't change any time soon.
This disorder took over my life, my every thought, my dreams. If you were talking to me I wasn’t really listening, I was trying to process the horrific thoughts in my head.