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Case ([personal profile] case) wrote in [community profile] fandomsecrets2015-07-08 07:29 pm

[ SECRET POST #3108 ]


⌈ Secret Post #3108 ⌋

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Re: Intrusive thoughts?

(Anonymous) 2015-07-09 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
That I'm a pedophile. It's very annoying for me to see children, which is probably a part of the problem (limited exposure.)

As a kid I had to walk back exactly the same path as I had arrived and some other stuff.

When I was thirteen I had intrusive thoughts about satanism and rejecting God in favor of Satan.

Then it became sexual thoughts about animals. Then sexual thoughts about my parents and siblings, then killing my parents, then racism(!) and finally my brain seemed to get stuck on pedophilia, which is probably because it's the most hated/taboo/evil thing. (I'm an atheist so the Satanism thing doesn't work anymore.)

Bonus points: I have groinial reponse which is why I don't want to hang out with kids. Luckily I realised early on that it feels completely different to actual arousal.

Funny thing: if I see something I think is a child, for instance a chair or a doll, I have the same response as if I were to see an actual child.

This all sounds super-depressing, but the thoughts are a tiny, tiny part of my life and I've accepted them long ago.