I thought it might be helpful to share my story of POCD, and how there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
I began this obsession in the middle of high school, due to a variety of stressors and past experiences. The thought of being aroused by children was so revolving that it took over my life, silently. I thought it would go away on its own, but it never left.
At the worst point, I spent probably 8-9 hours a day obsessing. This went on for years, untreated, and, I became very depressed and felt so lonely. I started seeing a therapist, but they only saw the depression and not what caused it. I eventually was hospitalized for a while for the depression.
I had considered that I might have OCD before, but since my rituals were mostly genital checking and avoidance, not something like hand-washing, I didn’t think it was OCD. But finally, my therapist suggested that we use an OCD framework. I saw an OCD specialist, and although I still thought I was a pedophile, I tried ERP and Lexapro.
Now, I spend very little time daily, or even weekly, on my POCD, and I usually only do checking if reminded. It took nearly a year and a half from my diagnosis to get to this point, but I have slowly turned my life around and have reclaimed my life from that specific obsession.
The biggest thing for me was learned to overcoming the stigma of my thoughts. The first step is being able to say your obsession, as terrible as it may be. Even writing down ”the P word” over and over is a huge step. You’re not evil, you’re not a bad person, and with hard work, you’ll get your life back.