Over a year ago, my younger cousin (M14?15?) would wake up super early, maybe around 2-4:30am and touch me (F15) while I was asleep. I don't know how long he was doing it for, but I suspect it started either earlier that summer or even before then (which is worse because I only see him once a year, during the summer). I found out because I woke up in the middle of him doing it. It wasn't graphic or painful, and one could argue it wasn't even sexual, not really (I mean he squeezed my legs and put his head on my chest but still? I don't know), but I still felt horrible and disgusting and violated.
For years now, I've had what my therapist calls "intrusive and obsessive thoughts", which have been getting worse, harder to control, and increasingly suicidal and homicidal. I feel awful about them and have kept them a secret for years because I felt guilty for having them, and terrified of myself. I genuinely thought I was going to become a sociopath or even a serial killer. I became desensitized to them and have learned to tune them out and ignore them.
However, I've started to notice new ones. Before, it was just stuff like "what if I just stabbed myself" "what if I cut my fingers off" "what if I took that brick right there and killed that stranger across the street/my whole family with it" "what if I just sharply swerved on the freeway and killed myself and my family" and having to physically restrain myself from doing it. Now, I still have those, but the new thoughts are becoming... like, sexual. And involving family members.
I know it's gross and sick and disgusting. I hate myself for having these thoughts but I can't control them. And I even thought about doing the same thing that was done to me by my cousin, to my younger brother. I felt disgusted with myself for so long because of it. I avoided him because of it. I thought that by seeing him less, these sick urges would go away. They didn't.
Of course I wouldn't actually do it. I would f*cking never. I know what it's like to lie there and feel helpless and terrified and not sure what was going to happen next. The pain of wanting desperately to know what else had been done to you but knowing that not knowing might be a blessing. I would never put another person through that, let alone my own brother. But I can't control the thoughts and I hate myself for it.
God if I could just get rid of these horrible thoughts, I would. Christ I would. I've been so depressed, so anxiety-ridden, so filled with self-hatred for so long because of them.
My therapist recommended I see a psychiatrist, and I have an appointment with one in a few weeks. But I just want to understand. What is this and is this normal? Do other people have this too? Or am I just sick in the head? Hoping to get answers here so I don't waste a bunch of time going for a five hour deep dive on the internet just for some reassurance lol
Also, if you think I'm really just sick and twisted and these thoughts mean I'm a horrible person (personally I think this too so it's okay, just tell me honestly) what do you think I should do? Who do I contact for help with this?
For years now, I've had what my therapist calls "intrusive and obsessive thoughts", which have been getting worse, harder to control, and increasingly suicidal and homicidal. I feel awful about them and have kept them a secret for years because I felt guilty for having them, and terrified of myself. I genuinely thought I was going to become a sociopath or even a serial killer. I became desensitized to them and have learned to tune them out and ignore them.
However, I've started to notice new ones. Before, it was just stuff like "what if I just stabbed myself" "what if I cut my fingers off" "what if I took that brick right there and killed that stranger across the street/my whole family with it" "what if I just sharply swerved on the freeway and killed myself and my family" and having to physically restrain myself from doing it. Now, I still have those, but the new thoughts are becoming... like, sexual. And involving family members.
I know it's gross and sick and disgusting. I hate myself for having these thoughts but I can't control them. And I even thought about doing the same thing that was done to me by my cousin, to my younger brother. I felt disgusted with myself for so long because of it. I avoided him because of it. I thought that by seeing him less, these sick urges would go away. They didn't.
Of course I wouldn't actually do it. I would f*cking never. I know what it's like to lie there and feel helpless and terrified and not sure what was going to happen next. The pain of wanting desperately to know what else had been done to you but knowing that not knowing might be a blessing. I would never put another person through that, let alone my own brother. But I can't control the thoughts and I hate myself for it.
God if I could just get rid of these horrible thoughts, I would. Christ I would. I've been so depressed, so anxiety-ridden, so filled with self-hatred for so long because of them.
My therapist recommended I see a psychiatrist, and I have an appointment with one in a few weeks. But I just want to understand. What is this and is this normal? Do other people have this too? Or am I just sick in the head? Hoping to get answers here so I don't waste a bunch of time going for a five hour deep dive on the internet just for some reassurance lol
Also, if you think I'm really just sick and twisted and these thoughts mean I'm a horrible person (personally I think this too so it's okay, just tell me honestly) what do you think I should do? Who do I contact for help with this?