Where to start.. 32 male with no kids.I spent the majority of my 20's depressed. I counted 7 years of a time in my life where I was so depressed I could not function in a social setting and eventually avoided them all together. What I was experiencing I could never put my finger on but I knew (as well as others) that there was something missing. I read about awareness, meditation, buddism, christianity, and often spent a lot of time on the local library computer in the search prompt. I gave up and finally wrote a letter to a doctor who I met and he immediatly put me on zoloft. My life switched 180 deg. I attended college and could finally express my self and my thoughts to people clearly and without doubt. I finally felt alive just like everyone else. At age 30 I was living contently and making a career out of a good job. I entered my first ever relationship with a woman who had 3 kids. I had absolutely no experience with any kind of intimate relationship but I had always dreamed of one. This woman took away all my loneliness and connected with me even on my darkest levels. Her kids welcomed me whole heartedly and the 2 year old was beginning to call me daddy. This woman began to change.. We broke up. I wont get into her problems but she had alot of supressed issues that she never expressed to anyone. This woman put me through an emotional ringer. I worked with her and it made things worse. The things that occured during work for a year were making me crazy. This woman gained sympathy from my managers against my good name. She flirted with men while I had her undivided attention. Sadly, I was in a state of contradiction. Friends, family, doctors, and shrinks all told me she played me and was just pulling at my heart strings yet I would try to communicate with her on a forgiving level. I felt torn between love and hate and it was a real experience not just a cliche puppy love thing. An 8 month relationship and it was taking me a year to get over it. I visited shrinks, doctors and even an emergency room explaining this story in more detail but nobody was able to help me get over the whole experience. I was obssesed with it and could not just let it go. I had to find the truth about her intentions with me because I could not beleive her behavior. I spent 72 hours in a treatment because I could not get the appropriate help from anyone. Klonopin just put me to sleep. I quit my job hastely because I had snapped during an argument with my manager concerning her and my lack of recognition with my work. I hit rock bottom emotionally and financially. Ive since moved and havea new job. It has been 1 year since break up, 6 months since i quit. I still cannot put this behind me and have called her twice. I cannot move on! Does OCD mean a person cannot move on untill he is settled just physically? I cant go to work because of this. I feel my life is over and have had suicidal thoughts. Zoloft with tharapy? OCD? Bi-Polar? Have had OCD symptoms and ADD as a kid.