My greatest challenge is my OCD. My earliest memory of my OCD is around 5th grade when we learned about family life. That year my family went to Disney World. My leg rubbed up against some man while I was trying to exit the crowded monorail. The next morning I felt nauseous. I immediately thought that somehow I was pregnant from this mans leg and I was experiencing morning sickness. I started crying and woke up my mom and screamed, I am pregnant! Probably a weird thing to hear from your 11 year old daughter who had not yet gotten her period. Years later, I began compulsions. I checked everything 300x and was convinced I was going to cause a fire, danger or harm to so many people. When I was officially diagnosed with OCD, my first thought was - Omg, Monica on Friends has OCD and she is so pretty. And then I was told, I have something called Intrusive Thoughts. I walked away thinking, this was not the mental illness I had envisioned for myself as an adult. Joking aside, I recently completed a 3 week outpatient intensive treatment and I feel like a new person. My OCD thoughts are still there and the desire to check is as well, but I have learned to manage them.