My Harm OCD Story


Hello to all my fellow crazies of this rock we call home, my name is Tony and I am 56 years old. I have suffered from Harm OCD as far back as I can remember because as a child, I was terrified by the violent ontusive thoughts and images so much, that I thought that I was end hurting myself or someone else. I didn’t understand waht was going on, but I knew that whatever it was, there was something wrong with me, and like I told my first shrink when I decided to finally get help, when I was in my mid 30’s, that I was afraid that if I told my parents, older sisters, friends or teachers what crazy things were going through my mind, they would put me in the nut house for sure… Those were my exact words to her. Then, she finally diagnosed me with OCD ansd put me on what I like to call as a joke, my crazy meds.

And that my friends, is how and when my journey into learning and getting educated about my mental health disorders and crazy meds began… Yes, that is not a typo, it is exactly what I meant… DISORDERS, as in more than one. That also made me want to find and connect, with others like me, and that is when I started to be open about it in social media and a blog.


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