Hey everyone. I feel like I don't belong here at the forums sometimes. In 1985 I lost everything. I lost my job. I lost my apartment. My dad had me committed to a mental institution. I was taken from the institution one day to a court room where I lost custody of my only child, a precious little girl. My OCD is one of the worst cases ever in the world. I lock myself to my bed every night and I have done so every night for almost 30 years. I was hospitalized so many times. I cannot agree with cognitive therapy. I remember at one hospital, medical personnel being trained to throw up their hands and say - Ok, we are not going to talk about that. - when I would try to tell them something that was troubling me. Why was I there? Later in 1987 I was put on one of the SSRI drugs and it has been the reason I am able to go on. Reassurance has also helped me to go on. Reassurance has saved my life. So you can see why I don't seem to fit in here. I've begun to have some problems with ads again making it difficult to get around the site easily also. I needed friends. As you can tell I'm very sick with this illness too. Sometimes I read posts and I get so frightened but I still try to help. Do I have a place here?