OCD has been with me for as long as I can remember. I've experienced every theme under the sun but each new theme felt that bit more controlling, that bit more all consuming. It was my mum that came across the treatment and how they had helped people with OCD. At the point I sought help I was drowning, only just surviving.
I visited them in London for a 5 day intensive. Meeting them was wonderful, I felt an instant connection and we got to work straight away. I must admit I thought they were going to wave a magic wand and I would be free, I was waiting for them to make it all better, I was clearly wanting reassurance and they were adamant that was not the way forward. It takes hard work, you have to put the work in, no one is going to do it for you. Family and friends can support you but they're not you. Only you can begin your recovery journey. This is daunting when you've been use to seeking reassurance and dealing with OCD a certain way but it's the only way. They showed me how OCD works and showed me how to deal with it head on, teaching me about acceptance. I was shown the tools needed to be my own therapist, this is vital. When you leave the intensive you need to put into practice what you've learnt, completing a 5 day intensive and thinking your cured is not enough it's just the beginning, its an on going process and yes it's a long road but a road I'm pleased to say I'm on. I still get intrusive thoughts but the way I respond to them has changed, the way they make me feel has changed. A rewarding life for people with OCD is just around the corner, it is achievable, it's within reach and I want to help others achieve it. I've been there, right where you are now! I was dragged down by OCD but only because I didn't have the right tools and knowledge. You don't need to run from it, you just need to be taught how to manage it and they does just that. They are inspirational people.